On Friday, during dinner, I pointed out to Evan that his fork had his name printed on it and that it was his. Evan sat and stared at his fork for a while, deep in thought. For a few weeks, he had already exhibited great interest in the "Evan" that is over his bed in big wooden letters.
On Saturday, Evan looked at his fork, pointed to his name, and said his name. Sounds more like "Ow-wa" than Evan but it was clearly what he meant. I guess it took 24 hours to process but now Evan has proved that he knows he has a name that uniquely identifies him, he knows his name can be represented in a permanent way, he knows how to say his name, and he knows that things can belong to him. That seems like a big step to me.
