“Do you need Mommy to help you, Luke?”
We had done this a hundred times. My mommy plea to encourage my then four-year-old to USE HIS WORDS.
With a skinny, long, and frustrated arm, he held the shirt to my chest. Pressing it against me, “Ugh!”
“No.” I said. “I do not know what ‘Ugh!’ means. I need you to tell me what you want.”
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