Upon our return home after our Seattle trip, Max made it clear what he wanted: alone time. He hid under the covers with his iPad or a book for much of the day. And once when I came in to give him a spinach drink (via his gtube), he pointed towards the door making it clear I was to leave. I asked him to tell me with sign and he did..."momma go."
When I left, I heard little feet scurry to the door. He tried to close it but then slammed it. Eeks...ok Max, I get the idea. :)