When it comes to conversation skills, Gavin has three topics that he talks about:
- Video Games
- His Super Best Friends
It’s not like it’s on occasion, that I hear about this stuff. It’s as though he compulsively tells me about every thought that enters his mind. Those thoughts typically center around the above three topics.
I’m so grateful that he can speak. I’m grateful that he wishes to communicate with me. I’m even more grateful that he can communicate as well as he does. At the same time however, he’s driving me crazy.
Yes, I know it’s a short trip but that’s neither here nor there.
It’s so exhausting to listen to him ramble on with absolutely no regard for the person he’s talking at. I say talking at because that’s what it’s like.
He will literally follow me around the house, talking away about things I haven’t the first clue about. I’ve told him that I can’t talk right now but I’d be happy to listen in a little and rather than stop the auditory assault, he just keeps talking at me.
I know it’s not his fault and I’m really trying to be even more patient than humanly possible but that comes at a price.
My sanity is the one footing the bill at this point and I just need him to stop for a little while.