Wednesday, Kolby told me about the groundhog.
He told me that the groundhog lives in a hole.
And goes to the bathroom where he lives, in his bedroom.
And he didn't see his shadow.
This might be insignificant to you, but a huge step for us. You see, I really have no idea what Kolby does at pre-school everyday. Sure, I know the letter of the week, it's not hard to figure out that they are going straight through the alphabet. But his day to day activities, he doesn't tell me much. And the little bit that he tells me, I don't always understand. I usually listen to a monologue coming from the back of the minivan and at the end I nod excitedly and say "Cool! Neat, bud!" I read his facial expressions for what he thought of his day and hope that I haven't agreed to something that I shouldn't!
So, yesterday when we were talking over Dominoe's for dinner, he told us about the groundhog. And then he told us what he would do if a robber came into our house. He would get the gun and shoot him. (The gun, being his finger) Sage's plan is a little different, he would pee and poop on the robber.
Through this whole speech delay thing, my main concern has been that Kolby will shut down, that he would stop trying to talk to us. I have worried that he agrees to what we interpret him saying instead of us understanding.
But, now, now we're getting somewhere!
