Sunday, May 24, 2009

4+2= 6!

The other day we were talking about chicken nuggets. G was having 4 and I wanted him to put out 2 more for M. He was stuck on the idea of 4, so it took me a while to convince him.

Late when dad came home I asked G to tell him how many chicken nuggets he ate. G said "6."
I said "no no, you ate 4 and M ate 2" then showed him 2 on one hand and 4 on the other. Bringing my hands together I changed it to 6 Magic! He really loved this and did it himself a few times. Awesome.

Then in a moment of speechless beauty G did his own expansion. He took 1 in one hand and 1 in the other and smacked them together, changing to 2. Wow. Amazingly he continued to smack 1 into the other, adding 1 to the other hand each time all the way up to 6. I don't know about you, but I think that is some pretty amazing abstract math skills for a 4 year old who has never been shown anything like that.

How do I know he hasn't practiced that every day at speech? It's unlikely that he's ever seen it before. And I'm his mom with him for all but 1 hour each day, so I get to be super proud of his abilities.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

I understand the 9

Through the last 4 years my life has been touched daily by so many people for good, mercy and love. The burden of that gratitude is hard. When I stop to think of the kind doctors, nurses, friends, family, teachers and strangers I can't do anything. I think I should do more to express my gratitude, for I have been given much.

4 years ago we entered a vision (for it was neither nightmare nor dream) that has since changed how I look at my son, my husband and life. I'm grateful for things I never would have noticed. When I look back on how my husband dealt with everything, from weeks at home alone, to visiting us every night, and being the strong one for me, I am amazed to know him.

But I understand the 9 lepers who were caught up in their joy and release that they forgot to give thanks. It's almost like you run away from that which cured you because it's hard to be so grateful. It's hard to know you needed so much.

I think that's part of humility.

Super Guy "Guh!"

Speech therapy is one of the consuming activities of our lives. G has a few basic limitations that we always try to figure out. These sounds are most of the fricatives (f, th, ch, z...), guh, and the long e. So with these limitations, there are so many words that just don't come out clear, even in a focused therapy session.

Today I was trying to get him to say the guh, which he usually says as duh, and I held down the front of my tongue to show him that it is said with the back of the throat. Then I did the same to him and out popped a giggle and a perfect "guh." I was trilled and spent the next 5 minutes pestering him to do it again. Each time he did I either hugged him like crazy or threw my arms in the air in triumph. Using this technique I he is able to say his sister's name correctly and we will hopefully be able to get past this block on that sound.



I wanted to make jam, and like always, I realized I didn't have quite enough sugar.  Rather than go to the store I asked G to calculate ...