I was about to get into trouble so Mommy was counting.... One..... Two..... So I jumped in and said, "THREE" with a big smile.   She had to laugh and I was not in trouble any more... but I did stop misbehaving.
Barbara asked me to say, "Mimz." I said, "No, Dee."   I can't say Mimz or Mason yet, but soon.
In one of my books there is a picture of a Ferris wheel.  I pointed to it and said, "Daddy."  I remembered that a couple of weeks ago I rode a Ferris wheel with Daddy and Mimz.  Another of my books has a picture of a child in a wheelchair and I remember Pops and say "Pops."  These are examples of my good memory.