Well, anyway, yesterday, E. was peering at me across the coffee table, where she was holding on, when she saw a container of Cheerios I'd removed from the diaper bag. Enunciating very clearly, she pointed at them and said, "Good." I'd heard this sound from her before but wasn't sure it was a word until that moment. And what a word--good, meaning yummy, I want some, please give it to me and so forth. R's comment was, "Very biblical of her."