Showing posts with label Catelinisms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Catelinisms. Show all posts

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Soooo, funny...

Catelin taught Alex a joke.


Catelin: What.
Alex: What?
Catelin: Chicken Butt!!!!

Laugh like a maniac & run around the house screaming: "chicken butt", "what?", "chicken butt!", "chicken butt!".

He can't say his name, but by-gosh he can say 'chicken butt'.

His Speech Therapist is going to be so proud.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Catelinisms

After 6 years of speech therapy, private and public school system, Catelin is probably going to 'graduate' out of school speech therapy this year. Now, she is doing great, but when you have a speech delay you seem to lose something, or maybe just be behind, in the phonics department.

Pronunciation can be a bit challenging and we do have to practice more when it comes to "sounding things out". We especially notice this when practicing weekly spelling words.
Or, when we realize she is pronouncing something completely wrong.

Today we were driving in the car. Catelin had been tormenting Alex for quite a while. Then she shrieks: "Alex just picked his nose and threw a burger at me". She totally deserved it.

Yesterday, she asked Dad if we could buy Mollyopy (Monopoly) to play.

She is a good sport about me correcting her. Pumpkin, not punkun, etc.
But, she flat refused to believe that it was a festival, not a festiball. Because, you know, it's like a party.?!

That said, the girl, reads and comprehends at almost 5th grad level (she's in 3rd).
?? Huh?? Love that girl!
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Don't forget to give your kids extra hugs today.

Even if they did: pour cereal on the floor, break a lamp, spill red Gatorade, lose the remote, knock the folded laundry onto the floor, dump the cat's food into her water bowl....................

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Cavities, and Plaque and Gingivitis, Oh My!

This morning I told Catelin to go upstairs, to get dressed and get ready to go run errands. Twice she comes back down, not ready to go. Finally, for the second time, I say, "Did you brush your teeth?"
Her reply: "I don't see why I have to brush my teeth, no one is going to see them anyway!"
So a Mom Lecture is necessary to explain cavities, yellow teeth and bad breath, etc.
Her muttered reply as she stomps back upstairs: "Well, I'll just keep my mouth shut."
If only......