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Unfathomable Adults or the need for speech therapy?
The sun was shining down on me as I watched a group of children eat at picnic tables at a church luncheon. I was drowsy and full of cheese cake and not really paying attention when my 4 year old ran up and told me, "Don't worry mom, I'm on the other side of the shed playing with Cal." Except my 4 year old can't pronounce 'l' it always sounds like a 'w'.
Ooops, I hadn't noticed my son or the pack of youngsters I was supposedly watching had disappeared; I had to pretend to be relieved.
"But mom, don't worry he's not really."
"He's not really on the other side of the shed?" I asked starting to worry.
"No, he's just a boy," my son exclaimed rather impatiently.
"O.K.?"
My implied question slowed him down again. Mother's can be sooo inconvenient. He sighed, "I mean he's not really a cow. His parents just call him that..... I don't know why."
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Unfathomable Adults or the need for speech therapy?
The sun was shining down on me as I watched a group of children eat at picnic tables at a church luncheon. I was drowsy and full of cheese cake and not really paying attention when my 4 year old ran up and told me, "Don't worry mom, I'm on the other side of the shed playing with Cal." Except my 4 year old can't pronounce 'l' it always sounds like a 'w'.
Ooops, I hadn't noticed my son or the pack of youngsters I was supposedly watching had disappeared; I had to pretend to be relieved.
"But mom, don't worry he's not really."
"He's not really on the other side of the shed?" I asked starting to worry.
"No, he's just a boy," my son exclaimed rather impatiently.
"O.K.?"
My implied question slowed him down again. Mother's can be sooo inconvenient. He sighed, "I mean he's not really a cow. His parents just call him that..... I don't know why."
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2 comments:
hee hee. My son Cade has been called Cake...which is funny because my daughter Clementine has been called Lemon Pie.
None of my kids could pronounce an L - it was always a W. Lots of fun for me!
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