Last night Jac and I walked out to the recycling bin together. It was late and dark and cold and Jac was wearing only his little summer suit because he wouldn't put a sweater on (We are going through a no clothes period - he is happier with no clothes on - no diaper even - and would prefer that we not put anything on him - when we put clothes on him he yells and fights the whole time).
Okay - back to the magic!
We made it out to the recycling bin, and on the way back we heard a dog barking. It was our neighbor's bog, Bugs, who was barking from their second story balcony. When Jac heard the barking he got a little nervous and came over to me, and asked for "up." Once he was in my arms, he said, "Woof, woof." The way he said "Woof, woof," to tell me what had scared him, it went straight into my heart. It felt like real communication - he was telling me why he was scared to explain it. Amazing! I will remember this one!
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