Funny or Naughter... How about Both!

I find myself lately wondering if things Nash does and say are Funny or Naughty. I am now realizing they are both... Slightly Naughty and darn funny!

With Nash's slow development of language we often have wondered what is going on in his mind... With his ability to get a few more words out we are finding out. And sometimes it is down right hilarious.

Besides saying... "Toot" every time someone lets one go, he has expanded to giggling along with it and often times really cracking up at his own gas!

He stuck his fingers in his mouth and gaged a little and to my surprise he looked and me and said, "Puke!" Ummm.. Totally got that from me saying... "Stop that or you will puke." Nash's gag reflexes are crazy. One little thing and he gags and often pukes... Prefect a bulimic 3 year old.

While holding play dough up to his mouth he says... "No no don't eat it!" Followed of course by a bite or he rubs it on his mouth smiling at me...

One of my favorites is... He does something he knows is pleasing to us or he accomplishes something we have been working on and he says... "Good Boy Good Boy." We laugh and say, "You're right you are a good boy." He just smiles.

He reached in my mouth last week and grabbed my tongue and said "Tongue." I was shocked he know what it was... He saw something on TV and named it and again I was shocked. He must have these things in his head, but often times cannot make the connection to get them out. I do however LOVE that it is all coming together more and more. I just hope and pray someday he will be able to talk freely... I am ready for those embarrassing moments at the store. I am ready for the night sitting by his bed for an hour telling it is time to go to sleep and he just keeps on talking. We love his little voice and are SOOOOO Thankful we get to hear it!

However, we are not sure he will ever talk much in Speech therapy. This week he talked throughout the hour of PT only to say one word in his half hour speech session & that word was "Bye." Yep, spaced out the entire time and would not say a word. We were making pretend Ice Cream cones. He loves Ice Cream, but not a word. I was going nuts, because of course I just told the therapist he talked a lot during PT. AHHHH kids they will make liars out of you!

And wouldn't you know we got into the van and he says, "I.... want.... Ice Cream.... Please." So it was in there, but at that time he did not want to talk about ice cream at all. Little stinker!! Yep, getting more gray hair!

Sometimes I laugh, because sometimes I just cannot help it. He can be one funny little guy. Who stops and gives me all kinds of kisses when I ask... Less of course when I ask while he is in speech therapy.

I find myself many days smiling more and giggling more with Nash. Having fun! Living a little life sometimes that we call "normal." You know the norm for other people that we don't often have... Some days we are having "normal" and it is AWESOME!

Tonight as the respite worker came to help out while I was going to run errands... Didn't happen, which is besides my point... Anyway, Nash after eating dinner I gave him some pumpkin dessert he was smashing on the counter, rolling it in his hands, licking it off, and making a REAL big mess.

She said, "Oh no Nash you are making a real bug mess..." I said, "Don't worry about it, what other age in life is it ok or as fun to play in your food." She said... "Nash you are lucky to have your mommy." As I cleaned up and she put him in the bathtub I started crying a bit... For one of the first times I let that sink in... She is right Nash is lucky (blessed) to have me. I sometimes beat myself up with thinking there is always more I could do to help him. I should this... I should that... If only he wasn't born so early... So many things us moms try to do and burdens we carry. Reality is nothing could have changed where we are today and he is blessed to have a mom and dad who care soooo much and would do anything in the world they could do for him. We are also sooo blessed to have Nash... He has taught me more about life, true love, faith, strength, and determination then anyone I have ever met. God did know what He was doing when He gave me His child Nash to raise.

Words... In reflection... They are soooooo strong. Every word said can never be taken back... Words can be funny, inspiring, hurtful, and just plain wonderful when your three year old is finally using a few. They can bring tears to your eyes or laughter to your soul.

I say... Bring on more words... And keep coming with Funny, but keep naughty at a minimal!