I was scolded by my youngest child this morning.
I was busy in the kitchen when she started crying. By the time I finished up what I was doing and got to pick her up, she was quite frantic. She calmed down quickly when I picked her up, but when I started trying to feed her, she first looked me intently in the eye and very reproachfully said “Uh.” Then, as if to reinforce her point, she said “Uuuh,” and then began to nurse.
edit: Soren needed a diaper change and so he brought me a box of wipes! Well, by this age his sisters were talking, but hey, it’s communication!