I’m Angelica, and this is my baby brother, Rex. He doesn’t do much yet, but Daddy says he’s gonna be just like me – always up to something. So far, he mostly cries and pees into the air when nobody’s looking. I try to get Rex to play with me, but mostly he just opens his eyes real wide and coos little baby sounds, like ba-ba-ba-ba. I asked daddy when he’s going to learn to talk, and Daddy said he’s already learning! I wasn’t sure, so I started trying little tricks with him to see if he knows the names for things. I held up a pencil and a babydoll, and I whispered to him, “Rexie-roo-roo, which one’s the pencil?” Well, Rexie-roo-roo went boo-hoo-hoo. I don’t think he knows the word pencil. Daddy said I could try singing something that I make up, like a rhyme. Daddy said babies love a beat, so I clapped my hands to give my rhyme a beat. “Put on your shoe, my Rexie-Rexie-Roo,” I tried. Rex smiled a little smile, so I tried again. “Is it red or is it blue, my Rexie-Rexie-Roo?” Rex giggled! I kept singing, a little louder. “We’re going out to play and we’re taking the train so we don’t get stuck in the rain, rain rain…” Rex shrieked. Ba-ba-ba-ba, he sang back. Rex and I sang to each other all afternoon. Rex is learning to talk all right, but Daddy forgot the most important part. I’m the one teaching him!