Yesterday I was sitting down and Tyler grabbed my two hands, pulling them apart. He said a word but Shawn and I exchanged our look that says: I don't know what he just said, do you?, so we remained quiet trying to figure it out. Then he put my hands together and said another word. It took a few seconds but I figured it out just as he pulled my hands apart again. "Owaan," he said "Yes, my hands are open!" then he clapped them together and said very clearly "Close!" He was sharing with us what he had learned at school that day. Maybe he's going to be a teacher when he grows up, because he did a great job of demonstrating to us the difference between open and closed.