Serious Moments...

Ok...So Dyl is not a talker...unless he's trying to joke about something. Dyl doesn't like to talk about what he did at school or how his day went. I can't ever get him to open up about how he feels about a lot of things. According to Dr. Phil it's my responsibility to raise my child to be an adult and, one of women's biggest complaints is that their husbands don't like to talk or communicate. I know I'm trying to turn nature around, but I came up with a little game we play at night after we read books. I have a little light thing and, as we lie in Dyl's bed, we ask each other questions. Whoever has the light gets to ask the question. This is a good way to connect and communicate with Dyl and to see what's on his mind. Tonight one of my questions was, "What are you really good at doing or what is your best talent?" Since this is usually a more serious time for us I was expecting something like--drawing, building, singing, dancing, football...But, no! I got the 'ole "I'm really good at peeing on the grass!" And, from what I hear from other moms...It only gets worse!