Reposted blog entry from September 17, 2007
Daniel told me today that he wanted to eat something because his heart told him that he was hungry.
You know how its suppose to be okay to talk to yourself just as long as you don't start answering back too? Well I heard him in the back yard the other day asking himself questions and then answering back. But to top that, he came in the house and told me about the conversation! He says, "Mommy, that's what I told myself."
You might not think there's a little schitzo under that little grin of his, but a mother can tell early on.
Last year when he was two and a half, he was using his hands as puppets. That might not sound ab-normal, but let me explain. He would hold his forearm vertical with his wrist loose, flap his hand up and down, and talk to it like it was a separate entity. He would encourage it, ("You can do it, hand.") and then praise it ("Good job, hand!") One time he was trying to put something together and when he finished, he stood up and held his flopped over hand out to me and said, "Mommy, hand did it!" then he held up his other hand and said, "Other hand helped too!"