We had him tested for Austism among other things, and he passed with flying colors. He's sweet, caring, empathetic and shy. He's my baby. He goes to school, and he has a speech therapist/language development coach whom he just adores. Her name to him? Bickie, aka Vickie. She along with his preschool teacher Linda are defenitely applauded in our house.
Mommy: I think it's time for naptime
Christopher: I think not!
Mommy: You want a bike?
Christopher: No bike for big people.
Mommy: Oh, like mommy and daddy?
Christopher: No. You and daddy bigger, Thomas big, but me little. I want to have another baby.
Mommy: WHOA!! WHAT??? I don't know who you've been talking to but no more babies, YOU are my baby!
Christopher: JEEP! (he loves Jeeps) Me want jeep
Mommy: You want a Jeep huh? What about the motorcycle?
Christopher: No Jeep better, makes people look.
Christopher: Me not going to say Idiot mommy. (we had an issue with him saying that ALL. THE. TIME)
Mommy: Ok buddy, please don't, it's not nice.
Christopher: Yeah it's not nice to say Idiot
Mommy: Right babe, so don't say it anymore.
Christopher: Okay mommy, me no say Idiot anymore.
His famous saying right now is "Fine, me no be your friend anymore" which he picked up super quick from his big brother. To which I always say That's okay, you don't have to be my friend, but you will always be my son.
He's still painfully honest sometimes, he'll tell you like it is, but he's always as sweet as can be!
He wins the hearts of everyone he comes in contact with, because he can.