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I do believe...

He'd been standing at my knee for a moment or two. While I munched shredded wheat and checked my email.



When I do believe he just pinched my leg on purpose.



So I would look.



Which I did.



Into his adorable elfish face.



Milk dripping from my spoon frozen in the middle of mouth and bowl. Have I ever mentioned that I am not a multi-tasker?



His eyes were reflecting something. And I was trying to cypher that something. I just couldn't put my finger on it. Seizure coming? I love you mommy moment? What is he trying to say???



And then he spit his binky out...grinned wider...and licked his lips.



And it hit me! He wanted a bite of my breakfast!



Call me crazy...but I do believe my non-verbal son just spoke to me!



Although it turns out he's more of a fruit loops boy...

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Mama Skates said…
love it! sometimes the non-verbal queues r more precious than the verbal ones! ;0)
September 16, 2009 at 6:35 AM
blogzilly said…
Absolutely that was communication at its most basic form, I love hearing that.

And I prefer Lucky Charms. Not just because they're magically delicious either, I think the colors are groovy.
September 16, 2009 at 7:10 AM
Adesta said…
Ah, how adorable! I can just picture him licking his lips and saying with those beautiful eyes, "Give me some of your food mom!!!" lol Too cute!
September 16, 2009 at 8:30 AM
Bacon Wife said…
That is so beautiful! so well-written I actually saw it happen in my mind!
I am so glad you are having these precious little moments

love you bunches!
C
September 16, 2009 at 9:47 AM
Carolyn said…
::smiles::

Adorable!
September 16, 2009 at 11:24 AM
Sinead said…
Rocking moment!
September 16, 2009 at 1:59 PM
JSmith5780 said…
Great job Trevy! So proud of you!

I was getting ready rto call and check on you because you have been so quiet... and now I see two posts! I'm relieved.
September 16, 2009 at 4:08 PM
Debbie said…
ahhh, how cool is that!?1
isn't it amazing how we mom's are so in tune with these kids...it's the little things in life that are so HUGE!!!!
September 16, 2009 at 5:19 PM
KC's Warrior Mama said…
Yeah Trevy!! He found his own way to tell you "give me some of the grub Ma" lol. That's so awesome.
Keep it up big guy!

Karen
September 16, 2009 at 6:43 PM
MJStump said…
that is so stinking cute! little man wants to eat what momma's got..lol that is another reason why you love him so much!!

thanks for making us all smile and laugh with that one :)
jody
September 16, 2009 at 7:32 PM
Anonymous said…
How cute is that!!! Too bad you were eating shredded wheat:)

Hugs,
Sheila
September 16, 2009 at 8:45 PM
Mrs. M said…
So sweet! That absolutely tugged at my heart strings.
Hugs,
Margo
September 18, 2009 at 12:14 AM
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