In any event, now WHM is 4 years old, CAM's in first grade, and we've worked diligently all year to resolve CAM's speech issue. (For the record, it's all better, she's awesome, and her first grade teacher, a former speech therapist, was and continues to be amazing!)
Because we stress it so much, WHM has taken to fixing his "f" sounds as well.
So now we have THootball. And THriday. And THRee instead of "free."
It's pretty funny. (And rest assured -- easy enough to fix!)
While I am at it, though, we also have Octimus Prime (instead of Optimus Prime, and instead of Octopus Slime, which is what he called the Transformer originally).
I'm trying to capture all these because one day, just like he stopped saying "cacos" for Costco, he's going to stop saying all of these things, too.
Like "be-lease bepartment" for "police department," and "bepartment" for "apartment," and "Tractor Be-ply" instead of "Tractor Supply." And let's not forget "be-ghetti!"
And we may remember them -- my sister Courtney used to call Chinese food Shiny food, and we still call it that, 35 years later -- but we may well not.
So, here it is. Even if this post is only ever for me, it's here. And that makes my heart happy.
I'm probably going to think of 99 more things WHM says, and I'll add them here as well.
--Jen
update 6/16/14 -- we just celebrated THather's Day yesterday. The gems keep on coming and I never seem to write them down fast enough!