A few updates since last time:
- A dog. After an enjoyable cream tea at the Station House in Burley last weekend, he’s finally worked out that not all furry quadrupeds are cats. This was helped by the three dogs that were sitting near us – after about an hour of ‘no, that’s a dog’, he seemed to get the difference. This is of course a phenomenally interesting thing to have happened; I teach my students about various concept learning algorithms, and it’s great to see the young lad starting to compete with the cutting edge of 1980s AI.
- A spoon. He said it twice while waving a spoon at me, and that counts, dammit. Also, nursery seem to think that he’s been saying it for a bit.
- A bowl. Pronounced like the thing you tie in a bit of string, and distinct from ‘bow’ (rhymes with ‘cow’), which is the noise made when you throw something.