Some kind of miracle has occurred, i.e., the baby is still napping, so I’m going to try to crank out a quick post.
The Boo has begun to manufacture his own words for things. See if you can guess what each one means. (A great way to get an idea of what my days are like.)
Duck…
Chuck, our neighbor, much adored by the Boo.
Yeddah…
Yellow, his favorite color.
Mimi…
Music, duh.
Nay-nay….
Ned, his beloved bedtime buddy.
Yay-yay…
Raisins.
Yeah, I don’t get that one either, but that’s definitely what he means.
Mama-Come-Lately 
I suspect all he can get is the long “a” sound from raisins. Looking at the list, I’d guess he can do “r” or “s” yet. Disclaimer: I’m not a parent and I don’t play one on TV either.
True, “r” is not yet in his wheelhouse, though he does put “s” in the middle of and on the ends of many words. So we have a baby asking to be picked “ups” and requesting “helps” — pretty cute stuff.
“can’t” not “can”. Ergh.