Yanna has always been a rather perceptive sort of kid. For all her outward, bull-in-a-china shopness, she can be pretty tuned in to the feelings of those around her. Yesterday, i was upset and frustrated for most of the day. I thought I was hiding it pretty well from the kids but Yanna found me, gave me a hug and asked what was wrong. After I explained to her that grown-ups have bad days too, she smiled and asked "you need penis mommy?"* and then offered me a tissue. How can you not smile after that? I think I will miss the "Yannish" once the speech therapist starts working with her.
*In Yannish, all hard c/k sounds are p's and x's are s's...thereby making the word kleenex sound...much more entertaining
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