My pleas have fallen on deaf ears. I've asked my mom to be careful what she teaches Evan, but it's one of those things where you don't realize you're teaching him something strange until you see it out of context. My mom and Evan have at this thing going for a while now where he points to her, she meets his index finger with her own and says "Zzzzzzit!" It makes Evan laugh every time.
She's also taught him to say "burr" when it's cold out.
And, most recently, and much to my dismay, she's taught Evan how to wink.
Except Evan doesn't wink.
He blinks.
A long blink.
So between the blinking, the burrs and the zits, Evan walks around looking like he has Tourettes.
Evan's therapy bill, as well as my own will be billed directly to my parents.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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