SPEECH THERAPIST
The boys were going to make me a birthday cake, but when we saw a yummy chocolate cake at the store, I bought that instead. They had already bought me a birthday card about making a birthday cake, which actually fit the new situation quite nicely, too!
The card says:
I was going to bake you a birthday cake, but I had a little accident...
nothing serious...
just on of those run-of-the-mill kitchen accidents...
(inside)
Well, if you MUTH know-
I wath licking the frothing off the mither badeths
and I ac-thidentally hit the "ON" thwitch. But I'll be better thoon!

When we read the card, lisp and all, Jared laughed his head off. Then he said, "He can't say his S's!"
Whoa! He nailed that one!
Then he said, "And I can't say my L's or R's."
He's ready to be a speech therapist!