Has finally decided that he has something to say. I was just about to start the process to have him evaluated when, on Saturday, he started talking. He has put together 3-5 word sentences, asked for things, and named things. He said at least a hundred words on Saturday that I never even knew he knew.
This is a blessing and a curse. He now makes food requests, has television preferences and insists on picking his own clothes. It has come in handy, though. This morning, I learned 1) Dowlan keeps a stash of doughnuts in the house, 2) where they are, and 3) Charlie knows where they are.
Oh, and my new scale has come in handy. I lost 120 pounds by buying it.