But it doesn't stop with names. I have been blanking out on words like nobody's business. I feel like Porky Pig, constantly coming up with substitutions for words I can't remember. If no substitution is readily available, I describe the object whose name is eluding me ("Today we went to... the place with the trees and swings and sand that the kids like to play at.") or if I'm totally desperate I just give up completely ("Honey, where did you put the thing? What, you don't know what I mean? The thing!") When this used to happen, I could cover it up because Max wasn't old enough to really notice if there were extra long pauses between my words. But now, if I forget a word in the middle of the sentence, he notices.
"Max, please pick up your markers and put them in the... um..."
After a short wait, Max echoes, "um...." and if it still doesn't come to me, "In the what, Mom?"
Finally, the word will return. "Put them in the drawer, please."
And then as he follows the long-awaited instruction, he innocently asks, "Why did it take you so long to say that?"
|I'm sure it has nothing to do with these little buggers|