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‘th’

She’s got it. By George, I think she’s got it.

After what seemed like years of frowing fings on fursdays, she just started throwing things on thursdays. She was so excited she had to show me. ‘Look mom, look!”

And I watched as she put her tongue just under her upper teeth and blew out, and there it was, a faltering ‘th’ sound, but it was, nonetheless.

We danced around the kitchen celebrating that she’d got it.

I would have burst into The Rain in Spain, but the risk of getting one of those ‘oh mom you are too crazy’ looks constrained me.

{ 1 } Comments

  1. curtincall | August 15, 2007 at 7:22 am | Permalink

    Woohoo! I think this calls for ice cream! (Sorry, I like ice cream!)