Owen has taken "talking with your hands" to a whole new level.
For a while there, he was actually, literally, trying to replace speech with his own special code of hand signals.
I told him to knock it off.
Seriously, I'm just trying to get breakfast on the table here. I don't need to play charades about what kind of cereal you'd like.
Recently, he's started clapping to add emphasis to his sentences.
"Mom! Dad said that this weekend," CLAP, "we're going camping!"
"For dinner I'd like a," CLAP, "peanut butter and jelly sandwich."
"I've got to go to the," CLAP, "bathroom."
It reminds me a great deal of that old Saturday Night Live skit where the Austrian body builders were going to "PUMP," CLAP, "YOU UP."