While Ernie's speech is still developing, he is has not yet found his initial "s" sound. When he washes his hands or bathes, he requests "more dope peas" "need mo dope". I like to give him the tiniest amount just so he will say it again.
Rather than Simon, he calls our dog "Damohn" which I like because it sounds French. Maybe we can change it permanently. I think I prefer Dahmon anyway.
My little guy loves his dope and Damohn too.
In the midst of divorce, now, more than ever, my children look to me. "They look to me to see how merciful and generous I am in good times. They look to me to see how strong and faithful I am in bad times. They watch, they listen, and they model. Years from now I want my children to remember a childhood lived well, with a mother who was loving, consistent, devoted, funny, disciplined, playful, and totally present and emotionally available."(Kristin Armstrong)
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Monday, September 21, 2009
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