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His lips vibrating in a blur of motion, he makes a put-put-put sound for all his vehicles, pushing his tractor in circles and stopping the sound effect just long enough to proclaim, “Tata!Kosi!” How he knows that large tractors can be used to mow is another of the mysteries of a toddler, chief among them the babbling, chirping, squealing, and shouting mix with his improvised words, a mix of Polish, and English and apparent nonsense, a most rudimentary language that only he can understand. Only he and perhaps other toddlers, equally fascinated with the sounds that come from their own mouths and the miracle of adult speech seems to accomplish miracles through mere utterance.