Amimal!

S called me today to let me know, “Your son is such a boy.”
When I asked why, she explained. Alton was looking through a picture dictionary and was gleefully identifying every single vehicle appropriately. The next page was farm animals.
“What’s this?” she asked, pointing to a cow.
“Amimal.”
“Okay, what’s this?” now pointing to a horse.
“Amimal.”
“And this?” pointing to a sheep.
“Amimal.”
Of course, he can say the names of those animals (or “amimals”, as he currently pronounces it). He just chooses not to.