When Grady was two we took him to see a specialist b/c he wasn't talking to a level we felt comfortable with. Now? Well, he's a talkin man! And it may not be as many words as the common child, but I'm just glad he's talking on his own and able to repeat practically any word Terry and I throw at him. The word "love" for example, he's never attempted. I'm just so proud of this little boy. He is my heart.