“Ah. Dee dee. Mommy.”
“You want a wee wee?”
“Ohw. Ah. Dee dee. Mommy.”
“What do you want Noah?”
“Ah. Dee dee. Mommy.”
I look down while I’m changing Isaac’s nappy and realise he wants to get past – he’s saying “excuse me, mommy.”
*****
“Ah. Go. Gahggak. Oh. Doodat.”
“Noah please leave Isaac alone, he’s fine.”
“Ah. Go. GAHGGAK. OH. DOODAT.”
“Noah what’s the matter?”
“AH! GO! GAHGAK. OH. DOODAT!”
I look over to see Noah telling Isaac to stop messing with wire cables.
*****
“Ah. Dit-dit. Oot.”
“…”
“Ah. Dit-dit. Oot.”
“What Noah?”
“Ah. Dit-dit. Oot.”
He points at the potty to show me he’s done a wee and I should tip it out.
*****
“Mommy, ah. Hyind.”
“..er..”
“Mommy. Ah. Hyind. Hyinge.”
“Behind?”
“Ah. Mommy. Ah hyinge.”
“Orange?”
“Yeah. Ah hyinge.”
He’s pointing to a pack of wipes now with an orange on the front.
*****
“Ah. Bibbin. Ah. Woof woof! Ah gog. Ah dat.”
“Pippin? A dog? He’s not a cat, is he?”
“Oh, ah Bibbin, ah gog.”
“Yes Pippin is a dog, that’s right.”
“Ah. Gog.”
I listen to hear the “Come Outside” music on CBeebies.
“Mommy, ah chun chun ah howp, ah bibbin. Woahwah, howp, ah gykit, woah Mommy.”
You tell me.
We have another speech therapy appointment in a week – oh goodies! After the last time, I’ll be intrigued to see what help we get this time.