I’ve posted many times about how my dear baby doesn’t talk.
Well, he still doesn’t say much. But every now and then he will grace us with a word–that just makes me wonder. Yesterday, out of the blue, he handed me a can of soup and said, “hungry.”
To be sure I understood him, I asked him if he was hungry and wanted something to eat. He looked up at me with those big brown eyes, nodded, then walked over to his little booster seat. Pointed, and said it again: “Hungry.”
He won’t point to a car and say car, or a cup and say cup. Instead, he gives me a whole thought concept in one simple word and few actions. He’s a curious fellow, that little guy. And, since on the same day he decided to climb feet first into the toilet … I should add … I think I’m in trouble.