April 30th, 2009 by

Are You Talking To Me?

Was it less than a month ago that Lucas’Mommy commented on how her little guy was responding when she called, and that it would be sooner than I thought for Danny? Yes, I do believe it was.

Her words were true.

Our evening was typical: supper was eaten and done for everyone, and Danny was motoring around the office downstairs enjoying some independent play. Certainly Mommy and Daddy were enjoying the independent play as well! I sat at my computer poking around some forums when I heard a familiar sound approaching.

Pbbbbt.

Danny crawled past making his motor boat sounds and then quieted. Something caught his interest. I glanced down at the baby at my feet, ready to AVT it up and talk to him about what he was so engrossed in, and saw him tugging on a kitty’s ear.

My response was automatic, bred from years of Eric tormenting our cats.

“Danny…” I warned in a firm voice, but not very loud. (Loud has become bad with Eric, he picks up on it and starts to shout when he wants us to do something.) Chagrin instantly hit me as I realized that wasn’t going to help any.

Except it did. Danny hesitated, then let go and turned his attention to me.

Sure, I know he didn’t do it because he knew it was wrong. Nor did he do it because he recognized his name. But he heard what I said and it was enough to distract him.

That’s more than enough.

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