I have therapy 4 times a week. One might say that I need the extra help, and I let the world think that. Truth is? I let my influence brighten more days by allowing the presence of these 4 extra people in my house every week. It's truly an act of kindness on my part.
When these therapists come, I teach them how to read what the card REALLY says:
I cuddle if they look a bit blue:
I provide comic relief:
I throw a "look who's getting the attention now" look at little brother
I walk circles around my black boxes and rearrange the therapist's hair as I pass by (why have they all started wearing high buns???):
I imitate their extreme facial motions to help them feel better about themselves:
I consult my notes to see what else I have planned for the day:
and make sure that everyone present understands what those plans are:
I quite casually show off my brilliance and wait for the gasps that I know are coming:
I give courtesy smiles:
and request pick ups:
Yep, therapy these days is a highlight for everyone involved. It's all part of my plan.
p.s. Did you notice that this blog was nominated for best Special Needs Blog? I clicked the link and noticed that mom's blog had been given 4 votes. That's just embarrassing....Show this blog a little love...for me????