Milestones are big news for kids, but especially kids with a disability. I don’t know why? It’s not like we are bionic or science experiments, but how cool would being bionic be? Too cool!
Anyway……I just started walking, but I’m pretty good at it. I feed myself with some mess and I’m deciding if I want to start talking or not. Basically, I’m the mysterious, hot dude outside the lunch room wearing a leather jacket. I’ll do what I want, when I want. NO peer pressure for me.
But…..I do have some stuff I’m pretty proud of that I want to share with you. I’m only 28 months old and I’m not trying to make anyone jealous, so I am sorry if I do.
dance on my back, on a bed, while laughing.
determine if I look fat in my clothes without anyone’s help.
drink from a big cup that has flowers on it. I’m secure in my manhood.
flush the toilet. I don’t use it yet, but I’m light-years ahead of kids 2-20 times my age on the flushing part.
create mathematically and architecturally amazing stool forts.
use a flashlight to irritate the dog and entertain myself.
point the finger at the guilty party. The blame game is a true childhood milestone that some never outgrow.
put the toilet paper back after ripping it out. It’s called redemption.
do the sidewinder grin, which is quite challenging. It’s actually the first step in learning ventriloquism.
use Cheetos to become a Sabertooth tiger.
show my guns off for the ladies. We all know that is the most impressive milestone of them all.