Today, as I greeted Cody after his Day Program, our conversation went like this:
Me- "How was bowling today?"
Cody- "I got a spare."
Me- "No strike today?"
Cody- "Not today."
Cody- "What is lacy, red and white, and shaped like a heart?"
Me- "A valentine."
Cody- "Latisha's stuffed animal died."
I'm thinking Cody is either developing a wild imagination, or he is learning how to lie (and really sucks at it), or he thinks he is Dr. Doolittle and can talk with the animals. Yesterday Cody told the family, "Homie dreamed that the neighbor's cat had cancer." Yeah, yeah. Read that sentence once more and let it soak in because...Homie is our DOG!