We live on the 4th floor of our apartment building. Thankfully, our building has an elevator. When we first arrived, Owen wanted to push the button to call it, but he couldn't reach, which lead to some frustration. So, we told him that he needed to call the elevator by saying it's name. So he started yelling "Elevator!" When it didn't come (we were still waiting for it), we told him the elevator didn't know English and told him to say "Asansor," the local word for elevator. Well, that caught on, so now he yells it every time we go out the door, but with his own twist. He says "A-san-sword!" It's great.