The dreaded day has come. William's younger brother Bryan said his first 'real word'. It was Elmo and it was shocking and terrifying at the same time. I've known this day was coming for a long time and now that it is here I'm even more scared.
Bryan has officially passed Will when it comes to language and it worries me to my core.
You see my boys are only 19 months apart and they are thicker than thieves. What one doesn't think of the other will. Just as an example: One day Bryan wanted into our pantry but because it has a door that latches was unable to get into. But never fear brother's here. William gladly opened the door for him so that his little brother could tear up Styrofoam plates to his little hearts desire. Well, more like until mommy saw him and cut that short. And they play so well together. They spent a good hour pushing each other across the living room floor on the plastic rocking horse. They even took turns with out having to be reminded.
And yet I worry that as Bryan passes William in speech he won't want to play with his brother as much because he is different or because he will get frustrated that William can't communicate what he wants to do.
So for now I wait and see. And if I see him pulling away redirect him, push him to be as awesome of a little brother to his big brother that his big brother has been to him.