According to Zach, I am a girl. No longer am I a grill. Grill has been one of the words he's had trouble with and out of the blue, he's saying it properly - girl. He still calls the remote a camort. I'm not really sure why. He'll sound out re-mote, re-mote, re-mote and then say, camort when he's using it in a sentence.
I'm thrilled he's figured out girl and not grill. I really wouldn't want him going on his first date with a grill. But at the same time, it's another reminder that he is indeed growing up!
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