It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Creative hearing

“Ah gah-gah go ee gay.”

I’m getting better at deciphering William’s poorly-articulated speech. (He has started speech therapy, so we’re hoping for steady improvement.) I’m getting better — I’m smart, I’m intuitive, I’m creative — but I am not psychic, and sometimes nothing short of mind-reading is going to break the code. This one?

“Ah gah-gah go ee gay.”

A mystery. Neither the context, nor questions, nor observation enabled me to understand that one. (Guess away, if you must; you’ll be wrong.)

Emma (my youngest, 16) chortles. “The fun thing about William’s speech is that you get to decide what you just heard. For me, just then? He said,

‘I’ve got a goat. He’s gay.’ ”

It’ll do.

December 16, 2009 Posted by | Mischief, my kids | , , | 6 Comments