The other day, the boys were re-evaluated for speech therapy through our state’s Early Intervention program. As recently as a couple of months ago, I was sure they still needed it. Well, not anymore.
They talk all.the.time. And I love it, but man, sometimes I wish I could get into a sensory deprivation chamber. Or get noise-cancelling earphones. Whatever.
Some of the things I’ve heard them say lately:
– I cook dinner (in their play kitchen)
– That funny! (Oliver)
– I fix it (generally DVD cases)
– Good night! (instead of “nigh-night”)
– Good bye! (instead of “bye”)
– I got bo-bo (and then I must kiss it.)
– Pam! (yes. They have been calling me by my name.)
– I give Gill Nemo! (Mr. Gill is the daycare director. They have to give them their DVDs when they walk into school, and they like to tell me on the way to school how they’re going to give him Nemo or Cars or Poppins or whatever DVD they have.)
– Mama jacket off! (I must remove my jacket upon entering the house.)
They are constantly narrating their world. They like to point out colors, letters, numbers, what they’re wearing, what you’re wearing, what’s on TV, what they see.
I’m so happy that they’re not really delayed in their speech anymore. But if anyone has a spare set of earphones, send ’em my way.
A few pictures from this weekend….we spent it at my mom’s house.
Linus loved his baby cousin’s play mat:
Baby cousin was slyly giving me the finger.
The boys loved running around my mom’s backyard:
Linus and Oliver playing the piano:
Miles found a disturbing new doll. Okay, it was mine in college.
Oliver found another one of my old dolls. Not quite as weird.