Conversations with Bitty, How Far We’ve Come

Bitty asked me one evening as I took him upstairs to tuck him in for bed, “does me hab schoo tomowwow?”

I couldn’t help but smile, his wording is too cute but it is also an indicator of just how far he’s come with his speech and communication skills. You may notice that he didn’t say, “do YOU hab schoo tomowwow?”

After a LOT of time and effort, he uses the pronoun “you” correctly most of the time now, meaning referring to the person he’s speaking to and not to himself.

It didn’t occur to me that there would be a “next step” of differentiating between I and me (is the English language complicated or what?!) until we started hearing sentences like the one I started this post with:

“Does me hab schoo tomowwow?”
“Iss me sick?” (he had to stay home from school a couple of days this week as he was running a fever, he’s feeling better now).

Other times (usually at the beginning of a sentence now that I think of it) he does great:

“I don’ WIKE DAT!” (we hear that one a lot, sigh)
“I not hungry”

However he decides to word things, I remain infinitely grateful that he is (mostly) willing and able to communicate with us. It means the world to have some insight into what he’s thinking (even though sometimes he still leaves us guessing).

He often likes to ask questions that we think he already knows the answer to. Maybe he likes the reassurance of hearing the answers again, maybe he’s just making conversation.

For example, he drives his brothers crazy asking things like “do you wike Pokemon?”, “wha’ss you fay-brit cuh-wer? Iss wed you fay-brit cuh-wer?” or “do you wike Kirby-right-back-at-YA?” (a cartoon that apparently went off the air years ago but still lives on YouTube).

If he deems the answer “unacceptable” he can be very persistent (ie. when Cuddlebug tried to tell him he doesn’t have a favorite color). That can lead to some funny conversations, like Cuddlebug making up random names for colors that don’t exist because he refuses to just pick a color and Bitty refuses to stop asking until he gets a satisfactory answer.

Bitty still tends to ignore us at times, and it can take a LOT of effort and repetition to get any kind of response when we are trying to ask him something or initiate a conversation with him. Or (gasp!) trying to get him to do something.

But other times he will actually seek us out and I am loving these little interactions:

Bitty, to me: “Iss Kirby a pink ball?” (grinning)
me: “Yes, Kirby is a big pink ball.”
Bitty: “Does Mom wike Kirby?”
me: “Of course I love Kirby, he’s one of my favorite characters!”
Bitty smiles in response.
me: “Do YOU like Kirby?”
Bitty smiles even bigger, nodding his head emphatically with a huge grin. Priceless 🙂

3runningcircles

I’m a mom of three boys on the autism spectrum — 11-yr-old id twins and their 7-yr-old little brother — and wife to my dh of 19 yrs who is a SAHD. My blog is where I share our story, as well as topics relating to autism awareness & acceptance, twins, the silliness three little boys can get into, and whatever else is on my mind. Hopefully some of what we’ve learned over the years is helpful to others (or at least entertaining).