Oh but it is. For two years and five months, Daddy and I have been trying to read our boy books. He thought it was boooooring. I'd say, "Look Mr Pants, there's a ball! There's a dog!" and I'd point and point and point and point. He'd grab the book from me and throw it OR turn the pages faster than fast and then throw it. But we keep trying. There were times when daddy and I would look at each other wondering, "did he just say 'Open' ? ".  But nothing was ever clear. Nothing ever stuck. If he did say it, he never said it again. It's one of those things that concern developmental pediatricians. They call it "losing words" or "losing skills" and it's a trait of autism. I hate that idea. Hate. it. That my boy would have a light bulb moment and then lose it. Having to relearn things over and over. My heart aches at the idea. But here's the thing, he is learning. Wanna know how I know? Take a look at what happened two weeks ago out of the blue....

Never before this day had he pointed out a single thing other than a ball. And he only did that only once about 3 months ago. So this right here is an enormous deal. He is hearing. He is listening. He might not be able to say it and maybe the language is going to take forever to come. But he's learning anyway. And that is huge. So huge. Ever since this happened, I've been finding him off with a book. Looking through it. Eyes wide and in deep concentration. I wish so bad I could be inside his head.  He still doesn't want me to read it to him but that's ok. I'll keep trying. Especially because I know there will be a day when we succeed. We just have to take our time. It will come.