"all gone da yo"
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2009.11.08
The Boy informed us this morning that something was now finished. Mixing English and Japanese, he said, "All gone, da yo!" We've gotta start training him to pick a verbal swim lane, I think. Not sure how to go about that, though.
[edit: 2021.08.03. We moved to Canada a year later. That did the trick.]