The more I hear my kids talk the more I realize they can't! Corbin made a grocery list for himself and on it was streen cheese. And that's how he says it. So I spelled it out for him and said it the right way and he had an aha moment. Another one of his notes I found was an apology on paper, it said something to the effect that they always scroo around. Another correction. Then there are the anger words, really not that bad but sound funny when they're said. Dane it, crub for crap. The girls on the other hand seriously can't talk. They sound like they're from New Jersey. Tayah's favorite meal is busgetti. They wewey wikewainbows, and love to be Pwetty Pwincess's. They enjoy going to whybary's, or libarys. I'm also reminded that I "never wisten to them." Pretty much, I can't understand them!
Then they get things mixed up. Yesterday Amara told me she needed contacts for her teeth. She got mad when I told her it's floss she needs for her teeth not contacts. Tayah was teaching Amara "school" yesterday and showed me what it was. She wrote this on the white board, " Amara can LRN." And yes she will, the wrong way! About a week ago at dinner we were teaching counting to the kids in Spanish, French, and Romainian. They pronounced those numbers much better than the English ones!
I am a SAHM of four kiddos that are growing up way too fast! Our oldest son was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes in November of 2008. We continue to manage it and hope to see a cure in the future for him.