It was just like any other ordinary evening, feeding Casha dinner. She was sitting in her high chair, eating her muenster cheese and grapes because she won't eat anything else right now. She's teething and has a cold or allergies, God only knows.
All of a sudden Casha starts pointing toward the bakers rack in the kitchen where there is a menagerie of items for a fourteen month old to point at. I began picking things up and asking Casha, "Is this what you want?" To each and every thing I picked up, she put her hand up and shook her head. However, she continued to point. The only thing left to point at was the stereo so I asked her, not really believing that's what she was pointing at, "Is this what you want??" Casha proceded to smile and bounce excitedly in her seat so, amazed, I put a cd on for her. She just sat in her chair, happy as can be, shoveling cheese and grapes into her mouth and swaying back and forth to the music. I was so amazed I just broke down and cried my eyes out. My profoundly deaf little girl is so taken with music that she actually asked me to play her some.
If you haven't started tearing up yet, there's more. :-)
Not only did Casha request the music, she enjoyed the music and danced to it. She then began to sing. She sang, "ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh" along with the music while swaying back and forth and shoveling cheese and grapes into her mouth.
This concludes the story of my Big Mouth Singer.
You may now procede with the wiping of the tears and the blowing of the noses.