Say what?

In the middle of cranial sacral therapy, Wes asks for some water. I didn't bring his cup with me and the only thing available was a regular cup from a water bubbler (yes, he still uses a sippy. Not his fault, but mine). He did great, until he thought he was too cool for two hands and he spilled a little. He handed me the cup and said "What happened? Look what I did! ..... " and continued scripting something we couldn't understand. I looked at therapist, and she looked at me, both bewildered at what we heard. Well, how 'bout that.

**EDIT: This morning, when Casey went into Wes' room to 'wake him up', Wes sat up, looked down at Casey and said "Hi Bud!". What the heck is going on?**