Susan Senator

Nat asked me a question tonight!!!!!! He was getting ready for bed and he came downstairs in just his underpants and he asked, "Where are your pajamas?"

I started answering him: "Oh, they're under your -- " and then, my breath caught in my throat. "Oh my God, Natty! You asked me a question! You asked a question! Hey Ned, did you hear that?" I went running upstairs to tell Ned, who was playing a game with Benj (he was leaning his full weight against Ben's feet to see how long Ben could hold him up.
"Did you hear that?"
Ned smiled at me. "Yeah."
"Wow."
I hugged Nat, saying,"That was really good, asking me where your pajamas are." Nat, however, looked at me expectantly. He was still undressed, waiting patiently for his pajamas to be found. I threw open his covers, and there they lay.

Nat has almost never asked a question, in all his nearly 17 years on the planet. Only one other time in his life has he done this, when we were driving around and around, and he whispered, (or at least I think he did) "Did you get lost?" Back then, it seemed like he was commenting to himself. Tonight, it was a real live question based on a real live need.

Nat asked me a question.