Today Amelia, Nestor and I went to Bleecker Park as we usually do on beautiful days, after therapy and before her respitory treatment and dinner feeding. We do the swings...as only we know how and then most times we'll go sit by the sandbox to watch the rascally kids at play. Amelia loooooves this! She laughs and plays with her stroller toys. Jolly good fun.
Today we had a visitor. Probably about Amelia's age, possibly a little older (like 5):
Boy: "Does she talk?"
Me: "No. Not yet."
Boy: "Why doesn't she talk?"
Me: "Well.....her muscles that help her speak aren't strong enough yet for her to talk."
Boy: he watches Amelia for a moment thoughtfully, then with a proud nod says "You should give her broccoli."
Me & Nestor: "Wow! That is such a good idea! We'll have to try that"
Boy: now beaming with pride "Yeah. I have a baby sister and she doesn't talk yet either."
At that point we were interrupted by one of the boy's playmates and he was dragged off. The three of us watched him take off and Nestor and I chuckled to ourselves.