Jack continues making efforts to communicate verbally with us.  He has all but abandoned his rasberry-esque beat-boxing and now tries to make a meaningful connection using African Click! language.  With eyes fixed on ours, Jack works his tongue against his upper gums Clicking! patiently in the hopes of finding intelligent life.  I appreciate that Jack's given us the benefit of the doubt; that although we aren't cool enough to speak the language of the street, we may just be interesting enough to be conversant in one of the several remaining Click! dialects.

Also, Jack is often found contemplating his hands as they open and shut before is eyes.  I suspect this is early evidence of Jack realizing his individuality and presence in the world, which should certainly be celebrated.