Charlie has a new phrase: "Are you okay?"
UPDATE: I've talked about how careful we are with language around Charlie. There's no knowing what he'll take to and pick up.
Today, for the first day in my memory, Lyman made a noise that was a quiet "choo, choo, choo." Charlie picked it up as soon as it was out of Lyman's mouth.
The boy has needed a new song with a simple melody. He's still working on "good tidings for Christmas."
Pardon me, boy, is that the Chattanooga choo-choo..."
Or is it the sound of brushes on drums that he likes?