Wednesday, January 10, 2007


Before I tucked her in under the warm covers for her nap this afternoon, the sweet girl declared:

"You are a mommy butterfly reading a butterfly story to your baby caterpillar who will get into a chrysalis and turn into a butterfly."

I just loved that sentence!

And speaking of wonderful speech moments, last night S. actually said the word "metamorphosis." Sometimes when I think back to all those months of agonizing worry and frustration when she wasn't speaking at all or when she was making only a few sounds, I am just in awe of how far she's come in such a short period of time. She said the word so clearly too, slowly and precisely, broken into its syllables: "met-a-mor-pho-sis." Even as her Daddy and I exclaimed over how well she said the word, he and I just looked at each other with one of those silent celebratory exchanges -- the wordless thanks, that quick moment of quiet shared gratitude to God.

Sometimes I feel like there really has been a metamorphosis around my daughter!


Erin said...

A very astute sentence! And "metamorphosis" is a mouthful even for me! ;)

Beth said...

Hee! I know, for me too! (And I'm having to read it over and over in her favorite book at the moment... working on an epi-review of that one!)

Beth said...

Hmm...just testing here! My earlier comment doesn't seem to be showing up on the main page.