We're such language magpies around here. When the baby starts teething, we'll give him sushki, Russian for "dry little things." (Picked this up from a New Yorker restaurant review.) His pacifier we call a "suck suck." The toy his mother sewed him she coined "a stick of giraffe," after another toy came, a gift, which she called "a sack of tiger." In his nose are mocos, Spanish for "snots." And this morning he became Señor Fragil. And then there are the baby signs: in semi-regular rotation: cat, dog, eat, more.