Tears stood in my eyes as I listened to my son pronounce the words to his speech therapist. “Cat, cut, cow, call.” First the hard c sound at the beginning of words, then in the middle, then at the end. Then the same with the hard g. I was amazed. Every single c and g (at the beginning, middle, and end of words) was perfect.
My oldest son will be driving soon, and for me, that’s a rather scary thought. Especially when I consider some of the recent stories I’ve heard of his older cousins who have recently learned to drive. (Some of which involve telephone poles and flipped Four Wheelers.)
Add to that the fact that one out of every two teen drivers
We bake a lot of bread around here. Store-bought bread can’t compare to fresh bread straight out of the oven. I realized lately, though, that my main bread recipe is really lacking in directions. I’ve made bread for so many years I know how I like to do it and the order I like to […]