Fortunately, it figures to be a while before Sylvi gets to that point. That's because most of our conversations this evening went like this:
Me (holding the kazoo): See? It goes like this... "Hummmm". (At this point, I go from humming to holding the kazoo to my lips and playing. I hand her the kazoo.)
Sylvi: Ba! (This is one of her all-purpose words. It could mean "ball", "balloon", or "the sound a sheep makes". In this case, I'm unclear as to what it implies.)
Me: No, see try this... "Hummmm."
Me: Good! Now put the kazoo in your mouth and go "Hummmm."
Me: Good! Now with the kazoo!
Sylvi (putting the kazoo in her mouth): Ba!
Me: No, like you were just doing - Hummmm...
Sylvi (taking the kazoo out of her mouth): Hummmm.
And so on. In all fairness, by the end of the evening, she was saying things like "Ha" into the kazoo that sounded a little like kazoo music. Or a little like an 18-month old with a kazoo in her mouth, anyway.
Not bad for a night's work. Worthy, perhaps, of a Skarf 'Em. Of course, Sylvi's already asleep, so I'll have to skarf 'em myself.