My little counting boy

I just got back from a weekend in Los Angeles to visit my sister and attend the premiere of Autism: The Musical, which I'll be writing about in detail this week. After Isaac's bath, as I was getting him ready for bed, we spent some time looking through one of his favorite books, My Little Counting Book, which is required reading for any kid, as far as I'm concerned.

Isaac carefully studied the front cover, which is adorned with the number one, two shoes, three daisies, four toy cars, five fingers, the number six, seven pencils, the number 8 and nine balls (or circles, I'm not sure). I had a little brainstorm, and asked him if he saw a number nine on the page. He studied the book for a moment, and a slow grin spread across his face. He turned the book over and triumphantly pointed to the number 6, now, magically, a 9.

In the interest of full disclosure, I showed him this trick, oh, maybe 18 months ago? But neither J. nor I had said a word about it in the longest time. Whether it was memory or reasoning, I don't know. But he makes me feel good, this boy.

Things are happening.

Comments

[kristen]

Wonderful!!

[Niksmom]

Cool! Don't you love it when they do something so surprising and clever like that? I love his sense of humor.

[Casdok]

Thats wonderful!! :)

[goodfountain]

What a fun trick! I love the slow grin.