Khalid’s favorite word in the entire world:
This is how it’s used. Locate a random item. Find your mother. Hand it to her. Grin expectantly. Mom sez Thank You! and Khalid sez OKAY! and wanders off to find another item.
(Last week I ended up with a pile of shoes in my arms, six or seven pairs deep, each one of which was delivered to me, individually, with an expectant smile and Khalid’s squeaky little Okay!)
Khalid has started to copy words pretty consistently in therapy- like Up, and On, and Cup, but the only word he’s using of his own volition (and within his own personal context) is Okay!
Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah.
Also, there’s another use for the word ‘Okay!’ Khalid and I, during our hour-long drive to therapy in the morning, have conversations that go like this:
Khalid (watching me expectantly from his car seat): Ah, ah, Okay!
(Khalid beams and wait a few seconds while basking in the glow of successful conversation. Then he looks to me again and says…)
Khalid: Ah, ah- Okay?
And we continue like this, through Abu Dhabi territory, past Jebel Ali, cruising into Dubai, zipping through our morning commute and sharing deep and meaningful and beautiful words like Okay.
Best. Word. In. The. World.