Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Or Maybe, Idiot Savant?

I just posted about my dense beauty, my little grunting boy. He, like his sister, has been a bit on the slow side acquiring language and instead, relies on a sort of combination of hand signals, grunts, physical pushing and inflected "question" noises. Oh, that and the word NO which he has down pat.

Anyhow, tonight, he walked up to my laptop, pointer finger rigidly outstretched and questioned me about the keyboard. Mmmmmmnnnnnhhhhh??? Mmmmmmnnnnnnhhh??? He said while pointing at various things on the screen or keyboard. Then, all of a sudden, that precise little finger hovered right over the number nine key, pressed it repeatedly while he annouced, clear as a bell, "NINE...NIIIIIINE....NIIIIIIIIINE."

"Um...Yes Liam, that is the number nine. HOW THE HECK DID YOU KNOW THAT?"

The rest of the evening I have had the Beatles White Album refrain from the tripped out version of Revolution in my head...Number Nine, Number Nine, Number Nine...

1 comment:

Amelia's moms said...

How freakin' cool!! Recognizing numbers was sooooo much later for Amelia - I can't even imagine Oliver doing that soon. Way to go Liam!!