This morning when I got Thomas out of his crib, he pointed to a group of toys on the floor and said, “Bee Bee Bah!”
So I handed him the Baby Bottle for one of Ruthie’s doll’s.
He furrowed his brow, threw it to the floor, and pointed again.
“BEE BEE BAH!” He said more emphatically.
I looked at the toys again, and realized there was a Hot Wheels school bus among them, and he was saying, “Beep, Beep, bus!”
At least I figured this one out, which is more than I can say for the phrase Ruthie stumped me with.