The Pierce Family: Excessive UFC or In Need of Speech Therapy?

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Excessive UFC or In Need of Speech Therapy?

Perhaps it is the wrestler in Eric- but he loves watching UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) and has recently began watching the Ultimate Fighter (he wrestled in high school with one of the guys on the show). I don't care that he watches the show- in fact while I was in labor with Kinsley he watched it.

However, Kinsley pronounces Thank You-- "Tito" as in Tito Ortiz an Ultimate Fighting Champion. So my question to you.... Is Eric watching an excessive amout of UFC with Tito Ortiz or should we enroll Kinsley in speech therapy? =)

Tito Ortiz

Kinsley has become really observant. Whenever she sees something that she knows the word for she shouts it out: "bird" "puppy" "bus" "baby" "moto" (aka motorcycle). The other day we were driving to the store and she kept shouting "boat" Eric and I would look around and we couldn't see any boats. Then a little while later she would shout, "boat" again and once again we didn't see any boats. We were stumped as to what she was talking about. Then during reading time I noticed that all of her picture books with boats in them look like these...

Apparently, the flags/sails on boats are confusing because whenever Kinsley sees a flag she yells "boat!"

1 comment:

matt said...: pretty sure the issue is neither speech therapy nor UFC. Tito sounds like spanish, thus the problem is Eric's version of spanish =); June 1, 2010 at 11:26 AM

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