Fresh from crying, my son Justin felt the tears in his eyes. He pointed to his tears with his finger, signaling me to wipe them. He actually doesn’t know the correct term for “tears,” but he knows what “drool” is because that’s something mommy usually wipes off his mouth.
Justin: (pointing his finger to his tears) Mommy, laway (Mommy, drool).
Mommy: Not laway, baby, luha (Not drool, baby. They’re called “tears.”)