I needed no further evidence that Cheeky is indeed my flesh and blood. But the following quotes from this evening have further reinforced it:
"No say 'foux da fa fa!'"
"I yuv loud music! I dance to loud music, daddy!"
"Bwaaarp! Bwaaaaaarp! Bwaaaaaaaarp! Heh-heh."
Mimicry is the highest form of flattery. It's also likely to generate a couple calls from concerned teachers in the future.