"Water" . . .

Our gal is not super big on talking. She's a great listener and knows exactly what's going on. She can follow through on a three step task if asked to do it. But, talking...not a fan. Why's that? I think it's because we all (mostly me???) do all the talking for her. She points and smiles and we jump and respond. It works for her, so why talk!

So we don't really talk about talking all that much anymore with her. She knows she's in control of what we'll hear and when. Yesterday, out of the blue and as clear as day, she decided it was time to use the word, "water." No problem, "water," "water," "water."

Hmmm...I'm thinking she probably has a good short story at least just waiting to be blurted out.

"Water!"