In the last week Jack has used fewer words again than he has in a long time. The other night, I was feeling so discouraged by his progress, but I had another shift… Jason, desperate to connect with his son, had invented a new game that was apparently awarding enough to evoke a response from Jack.
“Give me five, Jack.” Pause…smack. I look up to see my husband, with Jack in his arms, jumping around in circles singing, “I got a five, I got a five. Whoo, whoo, whoo, WHOO!” He proceeded to offer this same reward as Jack gave each of his sisters a five, a hug, and even a kiss (we’ve waited 6 months for a kiss before).