So, I just wanted to share with you something that I find utterly charming in my DD 2.5ys. She does have good language for her age, but what makes me melt into gooey mess of motherly love is when she uses her own more limited vocab in very imaginative ways to describe something new that she doesn't yet know the word(s) for, IYSWIM.
Examples: I went in to her after her afternoon nap a month or so ago. She was holding her hand out in a perplexed and slightly upset manner: "mummy, my hand has got sprinkles". Sycamoretree thinks for a minute, then another minute. Looks at DD's hand and the massive imprint of it on her cheek and deduces DD has experienced pins and needles for the first time in her little life - bless!
The other day, when we had a rare break in this miserable weather, the sun was shining brilliantly though our front windows, she came running into the kitchen to tell me the lounge was full of sunny bees. I go into the lounge see a million dust particles dancing in the sunlight - these were her sunny bees! Double bless, IMO .