And My Point Is...

I get distracted easily. I don't multi task well (ask Jon it drives him CRAZY)..I can do one thing and one thing ONLY which means that the previous source of my attention doesn't exist any longer if I am distracted by something louder, more pressing or shinny. While we are a on a confessional I also don't take the last dish out of the dishwasher when I unload it, or take the last sock or washcloth out of the laundry basket when I am folding laundry. I never have (ask my mom, it drove her CRAZY) probably because I get distracted....

Sooo anyway.

In the last post I was talking about this little guy.



a little over 2 feet tall, blond hair, blue eyes, eats anything edible and really anything not edible at all (re- playmobil accessories) that you will let him ingest, loves birds, trucks and dogs. Loses his mind over them actually...and Ben, and Daddy, and Grandma, and remote control cars and Mommy and well...he actually loves everyone and is basically the happiest kid in the world (if you read through the archives of January 22 2010 through July 26th 2011 you will see that he was pretty much born this way).

And I had a point.

But I got distracted when I was writing it and ended it prematurely.

I was going to blog about his lack of words. So I'll give it another go...

Quiet he is not...oh no there is always noise, babbles, animal noises, excited sounds, laughter, yelling, grunting and car noises. But actual-people-not-sharing-genetics-comprehendable words? Not so much.

WE know that he can say "mama", "ya", some weird noise that means "Ben"..uuummmmm...maybe "ball"?...a few more...

We sing and read to him a lot and between his Brother and I, there is not a silent moment on our house but he just likes to take it all in. And we are fully aware that Einstein didn't say anything until he was four.

You may think that a conversation is pretty one sided with Jake.

But when you are actually in it? You will forget that he doesn't talk and remember that a huge portion of communication is non verbal...he is so expressive, so eager to hear what you have to say next, has mastered active listening with a grin and a nod and a "mmmmm".

And he has this laugh...this deep giggly belly laugh that stop cranky old men in their tracks to glare at me and say "that kid has a great laugh".

He does. He just lights up a room.


And that is the point.