Say What You Need To Say

Friday~August 21, 2009

We've been waiting for words. He's been waiting for words. He's still screaming and stomping, frustrated with our not reading his mind. We've been guessing and shrugging and apologizing for not knowing. We've been explaining his non-response to strangers with, "He's not quite into talking yet." We've been waiting with the doctor who said his words aren't enough, we'll see.

The words are still a bit stuck in his throat.



But he's finally trying. A little.

Scuuuse-E, he says as he tries to squeeze by.

Mmm-hummm, he agrees and UH EH, he protests.

And then just like that, he said two things that make the waiting the easiest thing I've ever done.

ASH...ER, he said as he pounded his chest and grinned. ASH...ER, spoken like two words,
two perfectly clear little brilliant words.

Then later, as I carried him to bed, nuzzling my nose in his neck.
Honey, I love you, I said.

Wub oooh, he said back.

Asher talks now.

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