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...