My darling 6 yo Snickerdoodle should wrap up speech therapy within a few months.  He is working on r's now.  He just made a paper airplane and wrote some letters on it: P W W A.  He asked if I knew what they meant.  I, of course, had no clue.

"It's for where the plane goes!  Paris, Wussia, Wussia, Alabama.  It goes to Wussia twice, so I made two W's."

My inner speech therapist is telling me to have him practice his /r/, but the mom part who can't stand to tell him because he's so proud of how he wrote his w's is winning this battle, I believe.

After all, he'll have this paper plane torn up in no time and will have to plan another route.  There will be time to talk about Russia then. 

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Jan. 5, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by carriejoy

O Carol! That is tooooo funny! And sweet and precious. I'd be tempted both ways too!

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