A) know that one of three readers of this blog is a speech therapist/pathologist/person who helps kids talk good, and:
B) am very much looking forward to hearing the ever-closer-to-words babbling of my niece in the very near future,
I wanted to re-post this story, as it made me laugh.
My friend Eddie (Ed? We called him Eddie in college, but now he's a husband and father and overall adult-type. Sir Edward, then.) writes an occasional blog about his growing family over at the Pluchar Baby Blog (this is one of at least FOUR blogs to which he contributes in his not-at-all-ample spare time).
So head over there for a chuckle. Sensitive readers be warned, there is one mildly explicit word used.
Thanks for the plug!
ReplyDeleteIf your speech pathologist/therapist/person has anything to say about it, I'd be interested to hear.
I still get Eddie from some, notably my wife. Speaking of Marcy, I told her that I'd make a deal with our kids - they can call me "Papa" or "Atticus."