Thanksgiving 2014. Ashlynn is 5 and Jace is 2. I love these little guys. This morning we made our annual thankful Turkeys. This year Jace answered yes or no to my suggestions, and Ashlynn for the first time came up with her own with little difficulty. She’s thankful for her mommy (tear), daddy, Jace, and cousins. She loves seeing her cousins and will get to see them today. I
I had Ashlynn’s Fall parent-teacher conference for this, her last year of Pre-K. The teacher gave me a HUGE packet for Pre-school standards for my review, and said she didn’t need to go through all of it. Um…okay. She showed me a picture Ashlynn had drawn the first day of school of a person with her name on the paper, and then another current picture of a person
The day started long before the AM. Preparations were in place to decorate the house after Ashlynn went to bed. This year was different though. When I left to leave while Cody was putting her to bed, she asked me where I was going. “Mama? Where you going?” Though I tried my best to cover, she asked, “You going for my birthday?” Freeze time. My daughter has ALWAYS been astute
Since Childhood Apraxia of Speech requires a different approach to treatment, principles of motor learning theory need to be driving therapy. You can read more about this in my two interviews: Sharon Gretz interview and Ruth Stoeckel Interview Since getting 100-200 reps per session can be tedious and difficult to keep new and fresh, I came up with this fun Halloween game to play while you work on the child’s target sounds.
Ashlynn has been saying things lately that are really showing higher level thinking. You’d think this would be glaringly apparent to me, but it really IS crazy how much language gives us an idea of what is going on in their brain. She’s been VERY interested in her schedule, and where she is going the next day. I still haven’t made our visual schedule, but it’s on my to do
When a child starts school, a range of emotions can be present in BOTH the parent and the child. When Ashlynn started preschool at three years old, she had only ever been watched by family. This was fortunate for us because since she was essentially nonverbal for her first three years of life, my husband and I knew we wouldn’t know if someone hurt her or abused her. Conversely, we