The Last Word

My daughter is learning to speak. I love experiencing this in action.
Daddy: You're such a good girl, I love you so much.
Zoe: Much!
Daddy: Don't put that in your mouth, honey - it's not food.
Zoe: Food!
Daddy: Get your boots and we'll go outside.
Zoe: Side!
Daddy: Zoe, I told you not to touch that!
Zoe: Touch!
Daddy: Do you have a poopy diaper?
Zoe: Poop!
Daddy: Zoe, do you want some pineapple?
Zoe: Apple!
Daddy: Please help daddy clean up this mess.
Zoe: Mess!
Daddy: Do not throw your milk on the floor, or you'll have a time out.
Zoe: Out!
Daddy: Daddy needs to concentrate, so please try to do that puzzle yourself.
Zoe: Self!
Daddy: Lunch will be ready in a few minutes, can you wait a little longer?
Zoe: Eat!