Our little family lives in Arizona, and yet our little guy sounds like he's from Georgia. All of a sudden, he's adding in extra vowels and syllables. No has become nay-oh. Milk has become may-ulk. Go has become gay-oh. At first, I thought it was because of his cold, but the cold has gone and the accent has remained.
My husband wonders if at least the nay-oh might be Ian's little mind dealing with our prohibition of the word no. When Ian attempts to assert his toddlerness and refuse to do something, we remind him that saying no means he goes to timeout. Still, that doesn't explain the may-ulk and the gay-oh, and other words that just don't come to mind at the moment.