Two weeks ago Little Man was afraid of the water. He loved to splish splash around on the steps of the pool. And then one day he got out of the water, looked around, and did a belly flop. Ever since, he’s been like a fish. And yes, those are fuchsia pink goggles my son is wearing.
Two weeks ago Little Man talked about his friend “Wyan at tsuts who likes zebwas and has a bwozuh named tsahlee.” Today, he says “Ryan at church likes zebras and has a brothuh named Charlie.” Do you know what I did in this process? I made an appointment for him to see a speech therapist. His first appointment for a screening is in 6 weeks. Mind you, he hasn’t seen a speech therapist yet. We just have the appointment set. Little Man did this all on his own. That’s a boy with sewious detewmination. Ahem. Serious Determination.