Mine

Here is a recent conversation between Greta and myself which should illuminate the two year old's sense of possession (aka, "mine").

Greta: "What's that, Mama?"
Traci: "It's a trolly car. Grandpa painted it."
Greta: "My trolly car."
Traci: "And did you know that Grandpa painted it?"
Greta: "My Grandpa did that."
Traci: "Did you know that Grandpa is daddy's dad?"
Greta: "My daddy."
Traci: "Yes, your daddy has a dad - - and that is Grandpa."
Greta: "No! MY Grandpa."
Traci: "Yes, YOUR Grandpa."