He is amazing. I understand why every parent thinks their child is a genius. Even though I know Ryder is uber delayed in speech, every time he says something new I think he's the smartest kid ever. It's probably the same reason why every parent thinks their kid is the cutest ever. (though in my case it is true.)
God, my mom is a wicked offender. I was trying to explain to her Malcolm Gladwell's new-ish book Outliers and I was telling her how he says being a genius has less to do with natural ability and more to do with passion and she wanted to know how to explain myself. I then explained that I am by no means a genius. I am smart, but no genius here. (and neither is she, lest she tells you different.)
Back to my genius. He sang Twinkle Twinkle to me tonight. My heart melted. I probably will never forget it. It was one of the most precious things ever. He takes the stairs alternating feet. I never thought that I would be amazed by someone walking up stairs. He tries to dress himself and ends up in the most ridiculous situations. He has started repeating things. And god knows that I cannot censor myself. It's only a matter of time before he starts swearing in public.
He went to the door earlier and peeked his head out and shouted "Be right back!"
He gets really upset when he knows he did something wrong.
He dances just like the Wiggles.
He tells me what CD he wants then tells me when to skip to the next song.
He is amazing and I don't know how I ended up with such a great kid.