There are times I’m tempted to believe what “they” say about people with Down syndrome. Angels, absolute angels.
But then there’s Noah.
I adore him, no doubt about it, but his “angelicness” is fading further and further into the past.
It seems that even with his extremely limited vocabulary, he’s picked up a word that he loves to say, and it is highly irritating to his siblings.
He picked it up from Seth, of course, who has decided every time somebody doesn’t give him what he wants, they are bad, and he enjoys telling them so.
So “bad” has become Noah’s favorite word to the point he sends some of his siblings off in tears by his use of it. He’s absolutely fascinated that with one word he has the power to rock somebody’s world.
I’m trying to train him out of it, a flick to the hand, a sorry in sign language and then having him give comfort (a hug) to his “victim.”
For now, the repentance ritual is worth the thrill of the use of the word.
Nope, no angels here.
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