The Power of the Force

Zachary has begun employing the force when he wants something. Like a little Padawan, he thrusts his arm forward, opens his hands, and wills the object in question into his tiny grasp. Add a facial contortion and some grunting and you have a scene out of Star Wars. For example, last night he wanted some milk before bedtime. I was in the kitchen and he was in the living room. Instead of walking up to the gate and begging me for it he instead threw his hand out, stared at the refrigerator, and grunted. After guessing what he wanted I opened the fridge and took out a sippy cup of milk. The grunting got louder and I could tell that he was trying even harder to will it over to himself as if it would just float through the air and into his hands. And it did, kind of. I threw it to Sally and she gave it to him. Total Jedi.

While we are on the subject of Zachary, he is getting to be quite the sassy little bugger. Both of the boys now say “more” in sign language. Their version is more like a hand clap or a closed fist into an open fist, but it’s at least better than a grunt. Usually they will do it several times in a row – clap, clap, clap – to indicate that they want more of something. But lately Zach has decided to dispense with the pleasantries and simply do a – BAM – “give it to me now” sort of move. If he doesn’t get what he wants, he gives you a grunt as a warning. The force may follow.

Oh and one more thing – Zach loves not wearing shoes. Every morning while we drive to day care he wriggles and squirms, grunts and huffs until he gets both shoes and both socks off so he feet can be free. He loves having his shoes put on… just so he can take them off.

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