We're over nineteen months in and Malcolm still has not broken his verbal silence.
No words.
Not one.
Not even "Mama!!"
(Maybe he's waiting for Mother's Day)
But the boy can do an excellent impression of Count von Count from Sesame Street ...
All day long I hear a never ending chorus of: "Ah! Ah! Ah!"
When pointing at a picture of The Count in one of his books ...
When indicating he would like to watch a Sesame Street DVD (for the millionth time) ...
When listening to someone else count any number of objects ...
When asked to identify his Grampa (my Dad, and the one I'm holding responsible for this Count obsession) in a picture ...
When wanting to break the (uncomfortable?) silence in the room ...
Whenever he darn well feels like it ...
Words are useless, apparently, when you can laugh like the Count.
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