Kids We Love: Neil of Many Words
We navigate our way to the kids’ kitchen where he instructs me to sit. “Are you going to make me some breakfast, Neil?” I ask. He agrees, bustling about piling some toy vegetables onto a plate. “Neil cooks it”, he informs me as he shoves the vegetables into the toy washing machine.
I remember a time when Neil didn’t have so many words at his disposal. He would shove the toys at me and grimace in frustration that this silly adult hasn’t figured out that the washing machine is where we cook the food.
I always imagine how difficult it must be to be a child with so many thoughts but not enough words to express them. When Neil was able to string words together, he was able to communicate his wants and needs directly to the teachers.
His naturally sunny disposition, coupled with his newfound words, makes him one of the sweetest little boys I have ever had the pleasure of working with.
“Neil wants yogurt,” he mumbles at me. “Neil wants his yogurt?” I repeat his words to make sure I had heard him correctly. “Yaaaaah!” he agrees enthusiastically. “When we ask for things, we need to say ‘please’, Neil,” I say. He blinks up at me shyly. “Pleeease?”, he whispers. I laugh. I can’t say no to that.