Music and Therapy and Memories
This afternoon a very exciting thing is happening! A therapist is coming by to meet the Kid and to try and get him to use words again. Last year he was regaining some of his language but then he regressed again. It's heartbreaking but deep down inside I know he will speak again. Sometimes when I look at him, and he looks back at me, there is this little twinkle in his eyes and I just know that one day a little switch will turn on. And then we are screwed. And I mean that in the best way possible. He is a little ray of sunshine most of the time. He is easy going and just likes to hang with us. He doesn't give us attitude.. or maybe he does but we just don't know it. The funny thing is that he doesn't get that frustrated by not speaking. I've said it before and I will say it again, I truly believe that he thinks everybody understands him - no self esteem issues in this one. When he wants something, he will use my arm like an extension of his arm and guide it invariabl...