Ryan ate bright pink chalk at speech therapy today. He was well behaved the entire time except the last 5 minutes when I had to fish chalk particles out of his mouth while trying to keep him from biting. And it didn't help that I didn't have a sippy cup to wash his mouth out with since he slammed it in the trash can moments prior.
We are sooo getting the boot from therapy.
Small, Medium, Large
"Dominic- you cannot have my bow!"
"Well, then I will just rip it from your head"
"Mommy- does it match?"
"Here- you can have it back"
3 comments:
Hey, can you give me a call? I lost my info on you when my last phones bit the dust. I have a few questions!
I can't believe how BIG your kids are getting! They are too cute.
Are your kids clothes COORDINATED? If you posted those pics on my blog you'd get slaughtered!!!! LOL!
Cute pics. I LOVE the matching shirts!
Oh yes. Getting the boot from speech therapy with triplets... that's something we can recognise here...
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