No words, but he communicates

Our grandson, age 1 ½ years, was marching around the table with a toy stroller. I said, “Where is baby doll?” He walked off into his sisters’ bedroom. I ran in there, when I heard his bloodcurdling scream. He was pointing to the top shelf where somebody had put the baby doll. I gave it to him. He put it in the stroller. End of conversation. Everyone was happy.