Trevor has the sweetest, most insightful conversations while on the swing. I'm convinced all of his speech work should be done while swinging!
When the sun is shining, he loves to head outside first thing in the morning. It's peaceful swinging and listening to the world wake. He craves feeling peaceful. We have a variety of songbirds in our neighborhood and their cheerful voices never fail to gladden our hearts.
This morning Trevor shared, his words far more adorable than my reinterpretation, that it's confusing to him how he's "a kid with words" but in the mornings he forgets them all until about 10 o'clock, at which time they return to him. He went on to express confusion about being able to remember some words, but not all. He shared that it's frustrating, though his grin and dismissive laugh revealed that he's handing his frustration really well.
After pondering for a minute I thought to ask him if he knows the words he wants to say in his mind but has trouble speaking them with his mouth. His little surprised face was priceless. It's like he was thinking, "How do you know that?"
He's been very chatty recently. I can't help but believe it's related to initiating The Nemechek Protocol. This burst of speech has given me some new glimpses into his heart and soul. There is something unspeakably poignant and lovely about that.
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