As I type William is in my bed mooching about and talking to himself, saying phrases that he's learned relating to bed - "sleepy", "go sleep", "blankies" , "tired". So he can relate some speech to situations, but it takes a fair bit of repeating to him before he remembers it. He doesn't do social chat, he only says what he wants to and when he wants to, but that's very hit and miss and often he can't respond to you when you need it. Or maybe he just doesn't want to! He might be sick of me banging on about stuff. I'm kinda hoping that one day he might be able to read this and say "you know mum, I understood everything, I just didn't wanna answer cos you were doing my head in".
In the shop the other day a gentleman commented on his Batman hat, saying to William that he was a bit small to be Batman. William didn't even notice the guy was talking to him so we adults laughed it off between us and off he went. It's cute now whilst he's little, but when he's ignoring people at 18 he gonna seem rude. But that's William, his life is blinkered to what he wants to focus on, and if you're not part of his plan for that moment then you're screwed 😀 Hopefully people will be more accepting with awareness.
He's been pretty interactive with us too when he's felt like it. One evening we put sunglasses on. He stole mine, I had to squeeze into these toddler sized ones with elastic which nearly cut off blood supply to my forehead. But he loved it and was worth the suffering while we took some selfies.
Moments like this are rare. Williams brother Alex is a huge fan of waffling and loves quality time with family gossiping about not very much and it's great. William likes his time alone doing things his own way, and rarely wants adult input (though that would benefit his learning 100 fold). So when he comes and flings the toddler glasses in my face, we put the glasses on and worry about the ingrowing eyelashes later!
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