Stephen has become a mimic. He finds it amusing to recount the things I say to him right down to the exact words and tone I use: “no hitting,” “no screaming,” “next week go another bowling alley,” “see fighter jet,” “go potty have gummy bears,”….

Other times, he simply repeats after me like an echo when I’m talking to someone.

Me to Marv: That must be driving you nuts.
Stephen echos: Drive me nuts. Drive me nuts.
Me to Stephen: Who drives you nuts?
Stephen: MAMA drives me nuts!

I didn’t know the feeling was mutual.

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!