Both AC and OC were diagnosed with speech delay at age two.
Elsie vexed herself comparing her sons to other kids.
I urged her not to worry. "A late start doesn't mean anything," i suggested. "Every kid has their own developmental pace and style."
She was not convinced.
"When i was your son's age, I wouldn't repeat single words," i told Elsie. "Once i broke the silence, i spoke in complete sentences."
"Really!" Responded Elsie in amazement.
"According to my Mom anyway," i replied. "See, i didn't speak till age three. And now you can't shut me up!"
Even at age three, apparently, i didn't take failure well. Unless i did something perfectly, i wouldn't do it. Hence the making certain i got the phonics down lest i humiliate myself.
That's pride fucking witcha.*
People don't change.
*A Pulp Fiction reference
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