He also asks Ezra, "Do you want milk?" [pumps fist] when he's crying sometimes. What a good teacher.
Today he came up to the attic (bedroom/office) to show me that he loves me:
Soo cute! I'd signed that to him a few times, but I didn't think he'd be returning the gesture for a while, because it takes a bit of dexterity. I love that sign, because my grandpa and mom used it all the time when I was growing up as they said Bye. It's handy when someone's pulling out of the driveway, or if you're standing at the door. It can be used alone or in conjunction with yelling "I LOVE YOU!" Both are effective. How great is ASL? It allows you to express love with your hands and mouth at the same time. Double whammy.
And maybe it will even come in handy when my little boys are walking into the elementary school, and I'm not allowed to say those words aloud in public anymore. But let's not think about that sad thought. In fact, I think I'm going to kick up the hugs and kisses at home and in public in anticipation of that inevitible day. Gotta get 'em in while I can!
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