It was bath time and my two little redheaded sprites had stripped down to their Birthday suit. Running around the bathroom with nothing on but a smile, my oldest–and resolving apraxic–started singing, “What shall we do on Saturday?!” in anticipation of the weekend. Ushering her into the shower, where my husband assured her she could continue singing, I had to stifle a snicker. Yes! This is exactly what I hoped for so many years ago when Kate was diagnosed with apraxia. Really, it’s a small thing. But it’s all of those small accomplishments like the one last night that add up to a happy kid who can communicate effectively. Singing. About Saturday. Naked. Now if we all did that, it just might be a happier world!
Here’s to a great weekend!