Jeffrey has been quite an amazing kid when it comes to his abilities. He has excelled in EVERYTHING physical since the day he was born. He is very tall for his age, able to do sports that most kids can't do at his age and he is very gifted in his cognitive abilities however, his speech has been something that needed intervention. We have been working very hard on his verbal communication and pray every night that he will discontinue the sound effects and start using his words. Well, that day has come, prayers have been answered. Jeffrey still has some issues with a few sounds but for the most part, he is a talker. Oh man, is he a talker.
Today has been one of his more "notable" days in the arena of verbal skills. We started our day off at the doctor to get assistance in clearing up a rash on his bottom. When the doctor walked through the door Jeffrey stood up and plain as day stated, "I have ants in my butt!" I can't even describe the doctor's face as he shut the door and looked at the medical intern who was shadowing him for the day. The intern broke out into pure laughter and attempted to compose herself while the doctor just looked at me without saying a word. I said to him, "clearly we are having some issues and it was either come here for medicine or go to Lowe's for ant killer. I thought I would try my chances here first." I have to say, we have the best doctor in the world. After he regained his composure he stated very kindly, "Jeffrey, thank you for telling me what it feels like. You just gave me a very good description of what is going on and how it feels on your bottom! Now I can properly diagnose you!" OK, that guy is good!
We continued our day with the normal sayings of "Bubba need to toot, Bubba want to poopy on big boy potty" and so on. Most everything in our world right now revolves around poop and potties. It isn't a glamorous life but it is mine so I will take what comes with it. I was pretty sure we were done with our "big verbal moments" and so I didn't think anything else about our little doctor visit. That is until I put the cream on his bottom. He informed me that "the cream seems to be killing the ants". Well, I guess that is a good thing right? I mean we don't want those ants living in his bottom! Oh Jeffrey, bless your heart.
Later on in the afternoon I decided that we needed to get out of the house for a little bit so we went to Chick fil A for dinner. While in the drive thru I noticed a friend jump out of her car behind us and go running to the other side of the car. She seemed to be in her "mommy" mode and so I got out and asked if she was ok. Turns out her little girl was getting sick in the car. I asked the worker at the window for some napkins and gave them to my friend. We drove off once she said she was ok and Jeffrey asked what had happened. I tried to explain to him that the little girl had a sick belly and was throwing up the way he did when he was sick. Instead of feeling bad for the girl or asking more questions about being sick he states, "Well, I hope she said excuse me. I did when I threw up. It is polite after all." Seriously? Clearly we are not gifted in compassion or sympathy! Holy cow. Bless his heart. As I drove away I just thought to myself, wow two decent outbursts in one day, he is really on a roll.
Well, the roll he was on wasn't quite over. I decided that since he isn't allowed to play outside and get sweaty (due to the rash) I would take the boys on a walk and push them in the stroller. We were really enjoying our evening and I got some running in (yay me! Couch to 5K here I come). We were in the cool down part of the exercise when we came up on a woman walking her dog. Jeffrey stated very loudly, "Hey mommy, her butt wiggles! See it goes up and down!!!" OK, if there were ever a time I wished to have the powers of invisibility it was that very second. Thankfully, we were at the corner of two streets so I chose to quickly turn the stroller down the side street and pick up running again. Oh my face was red from more than just running at that point. Needless to say, I'm pretty sure we were NOT good for her self-esteem tonight. This led to a talk about being careful what we say and how loud we say it. I told him that it is good not to lie about things but it is also good not to talk about other people. I know this is a much harder lesson than what a 3 year old can manage to understand but at least the foundation is there for him to understand later in life. Oh bless his big heart and his big mouth. I know God has a big ole plan for this kiddo and I just hope he is able to gain some tact and sympathy so that he does an outstanding job at whatever it is he does. Here is hoping that tomorrow isn't as exciting as today was.:-)
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