Count Gabe

I know that beneath that baracade of non-communication lies a very intelligent boy.

Much like his father, who fought attention problems through school, who has very much proven himself brilliant; Gabe is smart.

Just now, as I was delivering laundry to the correct rooms & closets, I hear him in the livingroom, playing solo (as he does so well).

I'm not sure what he was counting -- if anything at all -- but he very fluently (at least according to his momma's ears) sang, "One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight-nine-ten" & then back down again, "Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one."

I was just as impressed that he kept pitch as he perfectly went up the scale in his number song!