Overheard

Okay, so Saturday was a "daddy day" -well, more like a "daddy afternoon"! Anyway, Ben came home and said, well, we're on a new road to Independence with Connor. He is becoming Mister Independent!
So he went on to tell me about his experience that day. He took Connor to a softball game of one of our teens'. Nearby, was a playground, and so Connor of course wanted to go and play! They got to a certain point, and Connor stopped Daddy, and patted the ground where he wanted Daddy to sit...no closer!
So, Ben kept one eye on the game, and one eye on Connor. He is only 2, you know.
He overheard some older kids talking...they wanted to play "Pirates" -and they asked Connor if he wanted to play. And, they kept asking him what his name was. Well, Connor has a limited vocabulary. So, he was either saying, "ball" or "kitty" -probably his two favorite things! So Ben overheard the kids saying, what's wrong with him? Why can't he talk?
So one of the girls brings Connor over to Ben and says, what's wrong with him? Why doesn't he say his name?
Now, please don't take offense to what I write here, as its certainly not politically correct, but straight from the mouths of babes. Ben said, he can't really talk because he's only 2!
So, the girl starts walking back to the other kids and says, "he's not a retard, he's only 2!" (Connor may look 3 or 4 years old to others, between his big boy haircut, and his bigger body...but he's just my baby!)