As you all know Alex struggles with his speech.
Specifically with articulation, he'll talk to you in complete sentences, but is very difficult to understand.
Alex's uttered his best, longest, clearest sentence this morning. I say uttered, but actually it was screamed... shrieked really, right into my face.
"Mommy, you give me dat bak wight NOW!"
I don't even remember what it was that I took away from him. But it was something he had taken off of the bathroom counter, and was not supposed to have.
But the righteous indignation, the shout, glare and demand was all rewarded by me saying "Good words, Honey!"
What he really needed was a time-out.
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