The Boy Who Couldn't Find His Words

The Boy Who Couldn’t Find His Words

By

Grandma Baadsgaard

Happy Birthday Liam!

I can’t believe you are two years old today.

Here is a story I wrote just for you.

I love you so, so much. I can see the great man you will be some day.

 

          When Liam woke up in the morning he saw his mother’s bright smiling face looking up at him.

          He wanted to say, “You are the most stunningly beautiful woman in the entire universe!” but he couldn’t find his words.

So Liam wrapped his arms around his mother’s neck and squeezed so tight her head almost popped off.

          When Liam saw his dad eating corn flakes for breakfast in the kitchen he wanted to say, “Where do you go every day? I miss you.”

But he couldn’t find his words so he grunted and gave his dad five knuckles.

          When Liam looked out the east window and saw the sun rise casting bright pink streaks across the sky, he wanted to “Oh my goodness gracious that is the most majestic sunrise in the history of mankind.”

But he couldn’t find his words so he smooshed his nose against the window pain and let out a long slow sigh.

          When Liam took his morning bath, he wanted to say, “Hey there mates. There is gold in this here ocean for the taking. Shiver me timbers and raise the cross-bones.”

But he couldn’t find his words so he screamed.

          When Liam was told to take a nap, he wanted to say, “What in the world are you thinking mom. I have oceans to cross, mountains to climb and bad guys to fight. And you want me to take a nap?”

But he couldn’t find his words, so he lowered his eyebrows, stomped his foot and grunted.

          When Liam woke up, his diaper was bulging. He wanted to say, “Look the package for these diapers says they hold up to twenty pounds but I believe that refers to my weight not the weight of the diaper.”

But he couldn’t find the words so he pointed to his bulging bottom and scrunched his face.

When Liam’s brother took his favorite red truck away and dashed down the stairs to hide, Liam wanted to say, “Look buster! I’m going to be six foot six and 300 pounds pretty soon, so you better not give me bad memories.”

But Liam couldn’t find his words so he shrieked so loud his mother covered her ears.

          When it was time to go to bed, his mother took out his favorite book and motioned for him to come snuggle. Liam wanted to say, “Being in your arms and listening to you read makes me feel so warm and safe that I want to stay in your hug forever.”

But he couldn’t find the words so he melted into his mother’s lap and sighed.

“I love you Liam,” his mother said when she tucked him into bed that night . . . more than the sands on the shore, more than the stars in the sky. You are Liam the love of my life.”

          Someday when Liam finds his words, he will have a lot to say.      

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