On the way to speech therapy this morning (not that we can blame this one on the apraxia):
Charlotte: Mommy, guessa me get you for you birday?
Me: I don't know! What are you getting me for my birthday?
Char: Me get you a toy!
Me: Really? What kind of toy?
Char: A GWOWN UP toy!
Me:
Um… How's about flowers?
