As mentioned on previous and various occasions on my blog, Thad has some speech impediments. It is just a part of our every day lives. . .we can understand him almost all of the time, but it’s still pretty thick. I especially notice it when I see him on video. . .
Anyway, tonight I was sitting in my office (which is JUST LIKE Fonzie’s office and seems to be where my children love to have meetings with me) and Thad bounces in all happy. He’s telling me about his day and showing be what he got to choose from the treasure BOX (not chest) because he stayed on “gween” all week, when out of nowhere he mournfully wails,
“But I nevuh get to say the cwap!!!!!!!! Gwegowy says the staw cwap, and a fiyuh wuk cwap, but I NEVUH get to say the CUH-WAP. The teachuh says you need to make up yuw own cwap.”
I was trying very hard not to laugh while Tony was failing miserably at the same thing over at the sink.
He, of course, was saying CLAP. . .but it was humorous none-the-less
Of course, I’m kind of glad he doesn’t get to say the cwap. . .and I have no doubt that some day he will be very good at making up his own cwap. . .but tonight he’s practicing the snowman clap of his own creation.