So after many moons of wondering how Drew's speech was developing, we started taking him to speech therapy through the school district (hey, it's free and my tax dollars pay for it, so why not.)
He's been going two days a week and despite the fact that he is doing much better, they keep finding sounds for him to work on. For example, last week one of the words was "mule." Seems pretty easy to you and me, right? Nope....let's sound it out: me-you-ul. Then I have correct him on musicbox (no, it's not mu-stick box). No wonder it's hard for him to get.
So as I pull the sheet out to work on with him tonight, full of one & two syllable words, Drew insists on playing with his dinosaurs. "No mommy, I need to put the stegosaurus next to the tyrannosaurus rex. That's a velocirapter. I like the triceratops." My mouth just about dropped. (Patrick was laughing at me.)
Verdict: Ostrich - hard and boring 2 syllable word for a 3 year old
Tyrannosaurus Rex - way too cool to not learn how to say
I guess we'll be able to drop out of speech therapy once we hit the dino words.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
So You Say It's Been Too Long
Okay, I've gotten the harrassment about not posting, so I am sitting here and I am writing. (I would officially like to blame Pher for quitting his posts as the loss of my inspiration. After all, he had some interesting insights...but I digress.)
I have to share a funny story, but I will warn anyone who does not have kids that you may not appreciate it.
We have been working with Drew on potty training. So I'm sitting with him in the bathroom and I remind him that he needs to wipe. So he balls up a lot of toilet paper into a decent size ball and proceeds. Next thing I know both his hands are empty so I realize that the TP has gotten stuck in his backside. He turns around and says, "Mommy, I have a tail" and sure enough the ball of TP makes him look like Peter Rabbit.
Where does he come up with this stuff??
On another topic, I must say that despite the frustration that comes with being a UCLA fan, there was one huge benefit on Sunday night....I knew where to get us to park in the Rose Bowl for the U2 concert. We got to use the "super secret" south side entrance and parked in front of the aquatic center (rather than the dreaded golf course.) Can I tell you that we were on the freeway only 15 minutes after we all got in the car? And when I say 15, I'm not sorta rounding down, I mean, literally 15 minutes! It was fantastic. Yes, I'm a total freak for getting excited about our Rose Bowl parking space, but it's all about the little things in life.
The Black Eyed Peas opened and they were actually pretty good. I had bothered to buy their CD a week before to be familiar with their songs so I knew every single one that they sang. The coolest part was by far when Slash (yes, from GnR) came out and the whole stadium was singing "Sweet Child of Mine". Very cool.
U2 was good, but not as great as the previous times I've seen them. Their new stuff isn't catchy enough and they didn't play enough of the their old stuff. And Bono decided that he was going to sing the songs at a different rate then you usually hear them.....sure he's tired of singing "With or Without You" the same way after 22 years....but I want to hear it done proper. Overall, I think that my expectations were set too high. (I saw Depeche Mode a couple months back and I really liked the concert and I think part of it was that I had lower expectations compared to U2.)
But you better believe that I will be at the next U2 concert when they come back to town. After all, I just can't hear enough of "Sunday, Bloody Sunday."
I have to share a funny story, but I will warn anyone who does not have kids that you may not appreciate it.
We have been working with Drew on potty training. So I'm sitting with him in the bathroom and I remind him that he needs to wipe. So he balls up a lot of toilet paper into a decent size ball and proceeds. Next thing I know both his hands are empty so I realize that the TP has gotten stuck in his backside. He turns around and says, "Mommy, I have a tail" and sure enough the ball of TP makes him look like Peter Rabbit.
Where does he come up with this stuff??
On another topic, I must say that despite the frustration that comes with being a UCLA fan, there was one huge benefit on Sunday night....I knew where to get us to park in the Rose Bowl for the U2 concert. We got to use the "super secret" south side entrance and parked in front of the aquatic center (rather than the dreaded golf course.) Can I tell you that we were on the freeway only 15 minutes after we all got in the car? And when I say 15, I'm not sorta rounding down, I mean, literally 15 minutes! It was fantastic. Yes, I'm a total freak for getting excited about our Rose Bowl parking space, but it's all about the little things in life.
The Black Eyed Peas opened and they were actually pretty good. I had bothered to buy their CD a week before to be familiar with their songs so I knew every single one that they sang. The coolest part was by far when Slash (yes, from GnR) came out and the whole stadium was singing "Sweet Child of Mine". Very cool.
U2 was good, but not as great as the previous times I've seen them. Their new stuff isn't catchy enough and they didn't play enough of the their old stuff. And Bono decided that he was going to sing the songs at a different rate then you usually hear them.....sure he's tired of singing "With or Without You" the same way after 22 years....but I want to hear it done proper. Overall, I think that my expectations were set too high. (I saw Depeche Mode a couple months back and I really liked the concert and I think part of it was that I had lower expectations compared to U2.)
But you better believe that I will be at the next U2 concert when they come back to town. After all, I just can't hear enough of "Sunday, Bloody Sunday."
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