An indictment on me?

Mr 2. A deep thinker. A ponderer. A puzzle solver. As Hubby likes to call him, “our ‘semi-reverse-engineer'”, because of his fondness for taking things apart, and then attempting (but usually failing) to put them back together.
A man of few words, our Mr 2. Six words, to be precise. Well, up until today. “No” and “yes” were pretty early successes, followed by “Daddy” then “Mummy”. “Please” and “thank you” soon followed. And so today sees word number 7.
What a proud Mummy he made me… I think… when he looked at me, pointed to what he wanted, and asked, “iPod?”