The Never Normal

it was a big day yesterday in a lot of ways.  if i were an astrologist i’d probably be telling you that some fascinating planetary alignment or perhaps the total eclipse of the moon has something to do with it all.

i’m totally fine about jonah. it was just so overwhelming – they were here for two hours, bugging the poor kid…putting one toy after another in his face, all the time with those professional, simpering smiles.

can you put the square block in the square hole, jonah?

snapping behind his ears, calling his name.  he was confused and a little scared and clung to me like a burr.

can you scribble on the paper with the crayon, jonah?

jonah, can you put the raisin in the bottle?

blah blah blah

he can do a lot of things they wanted him to do – he just wasn’t doing them in rapid succession the way they wanted him to.   there were some things he can’t/doesn’t do (stack blocks, point, talk) but…

….my kid is who he is.   nothing anyone can say to me can make him any less of a bright, engaging, beautiful boy.

we’ll cross bridges when we come to them.

and when andy came home he of course saw the humor in it all and we laughed and laughed about the three women and their evaluation, trying to figure out our kid.

at any rate, he’ll get free developmental therapy at our house, so we’ll see how that goes.