Ishu recently got a remote-controlled fire truck that he’s pretty obsessed with. Well, he’s equal parts obsessed with it and scared of it. It moves FAST.

It does all sorts of curves and spins. I get the obsession. I may or may not get pretty excited when he says, “MAMA DO IT!”

On one of its turns around the corner, the truck ended up in the bedroom.

Ishu went chasing after it. And, like the little toddler he is, he got distracted by something else in the bedroom.

We both hung out in there for a bit looking through some books. Until he was RE-distracted by the fire truck. He picked it up and carried it out to the living room.

I remained in the bedroom, laying on the bed.

I could hear him out in the living room, rummaging through some things. “Der are youuuu?” he repeated over and over.

He was looking for something. But I wasn’t quite sure what it was he was looking for. (And I was too tired to help).

Eventually, he came back in the room and asked, “Der is it, Mama?”

“Where is what, Baba?” I responded.

He paused for a second and looked up at me.

“Pishing butt-ins (Pushing buttons),” he said.

I realized – pretty quickly – he was referring to the remote control for the car.

I picked him up and squished him saying, “THE REMOTE! You’re looking for the remote!” I was so impressed by his ability to ask for what he needed despite not knowing the actual word for it.

“De-mote,” he responded, pleased that I understood what he needed.

It reminded me of the many times I’ve worked with students who have successfully asked for an object by describing the color or the shape. Or by pointing to a picture. Or gesturing at said object.

It’s amazing to me this natural desire for us to communicate what we want/need. However we are able to do it.

Anything related to communication and language just REALLY excites me. It did as a special educator, but even more now as a mama. I joke with Ankur about going back to school AGAIN when his residency is complete.

It probably won’t happen, but it’d be pretty fun to be a teacher and a school psych and an SLP. ALL IN ONE HUMAN.

Ha.

I guess, in the meantime, I’ll have this little kiddo of mine providing me with some real world experience.

Anyway, I’m off to go play with the fire-truck some more. (At least until I can finish my coffee). And then we’re off to Ishu’s last class for the spring session. It’s another beautiful day here and I want to get outside when we can!

Hope you all have a happy, happy Tuesday.