I had to go to Provo yesterday for something so I stopped by to see Nathan and Sarah for a little bit. I didn't stay long, only about 45 minutes. When I was leaving, Nathan was very sad and cried about my having to go. I picked him up to hug him and tell him that Grandma had to go bye-bye. He snuggled in to my shoulder and made the sign for "more." He did that three different times when I picked him up.
Sarah has taught Nathan many sign language signs although he hears just fine. He couldn't say "Grandma don't go" or "Grandma, please stay longer," so he just made the sign for "more." I think he meant "more Grandma." As long as I live, I will never forget the sweetness of that plea.