I asked Emet to show me where his eyes were, he knew and pointed to them, touching his squinty eyelids. Then I asked him to show me his mouth and ears, chin and cheeks, fingers and toes, and he knew where all of them were and was so proud of himself whenever I exclaimed "Yay! That is your _! Good job!"
Then I asked him where his elbow was and he turned tail and ran out of the room. I thought "O.k. he must be tired of this game." Only to have him return a few seconds later carrying his Elmo. All I could do was laugh and say "Yay! That is your Elmo! Good job!"