As I mentioned above, Waverly spends time with a speech therapist every Friday morning for an hour. We work not only speech but behavior and transitioning as well (since she doesn't communicate too much, she tends to get pretty frustrated pretty quickly since we don't know what she wants) Mary (the speech therapist) has been coming at 9 am on Friday mornings for about six months now, and pretty much it is ALWAYS the same thing. Waverly is VERY much a creature of habit. Mary rings the doorbell, Wavee screeches at the window until you open the door, and then Waverly runs IMMEDIATELY back to her bedroom where we always play and work with Mary for an hour. Pretty much ALWAYS happens like this.
Well... on our last visit we had been a little off schedule so when Mary rang the doorbell as usual, Waverly did meet and greet but then she ran back to the kitchen and sat down at the counter to continue munching on her breakfast. Mary thought this was great so she could see Wavee in a bit of a different setting and we sat and chit chatted about schedule for the next year a little bit while Waverly ate.
This went on for about 10- 15 minutes. Wavee decided she was done and started running around the kitchen. She runs up to my pantry door that was closed, but wasn't completely shut. She throws her body against the door so that it does slam shut, and then it immediately bursts back open. I was freaked for just a split second when out walks Courtney from the pantry. Ummm... cuckoo! He walks out in his jammies (thank heavens this consisted of more than just his G's,) claimed he had been playing hide and go seek with Waverly and then acted like nothing happened and heads down to our bedroom and shuts the door.
It took everything in my power (and I am sure Mary's as well) to not say something. We hadn't moved from that spot for 15 minutes, which meant the psycho was just standing in there the WHOLE time.
At that point we did head down to Wavee's bedroom and I caught a peak of Court sneaking out the garage door and he left to run some errand or something. He didn't return until after Mary had left and I just started laughing at him when I saw him, asking "What in the world???"
He knew the drill, he knew that as soon as Mary comes that the party always goes straight to Wavee's bedroom. He was still in his jammies and didn't really want her to see him that way, so he figured he would duck into the pantry real fast and wait for the three of us to make our way down the hall and then pop out and get on with his morning. He says he was HORRIFIED with indecision the moment he realized that we did not follow the plan. He had just about decided to come out, for fear that we would conduct the entire session in the kitchen when Waverly knocked the door shut and he figured it was now or never.
I can still picture him coming out, and still feel the awkwardness, but boy howdy I wouldn't trade that memory for ANYTHING. Ü
Well... on our last visit we had been a little off schedule so when Mary rang the doorbell as usual, Waverly did meet and greet but then she ran back to the kitchen and sat down at the counter to continue munching on her breakfast. Mary thought this was great so she could see Wavee in a bit of a different setting and we sat and chit chatted about schedule for the next year a little bit while Waverly ate.
This went on for about 10- 15 minutes. Wavee decided she was done and started running around the kitchen. She runs up to my pantry door that was closed, but wasn't completely shut. She throws her body against the door so that it does slam shut, and then it immediately bursts back open. I was freaked for just a split second when out walks Courtney from the pantry. Ummm... cuckoo! He walks out in his jammies (thank heavens this consisted of more than just his G's,) claimed he had been playing hide and go seek with Waverly and then acted like nothing happened and heads down to our bedroom and shuts the door.
It took everything in my power (and I am sure Mary's as well) to not say something. We hadn't moved from that spot for 15 minutes, which meant the psycho was just standing in there the WHOLE time.
At that point we did head down to Wavee's bedroom and I caught a peak of Court sneaking out the garage door and he left to run some errand or something. He didn't return until after Mary had left and I just started laughing at him when I saw him, asking "What in the world???"
He knew the drill, he knew that as soon as Mary comes that the party always goes straight to Wavee's bedroom. He was still in his jammies and didn't really want her to see him that way, so he figured he would duck into the pantry real fast and wait for the three of us to make our way down the hall and then pop out and get on with his morning. He says he was HORRIFIED with indecision the moment he realized that we did not follow the plan. He had just about decided to come out, for fear that we would conduct the entire session in the kitchen when Waverly knocked the door shut and he figured it was now or never.
I can still picture him coming out, and still feel the awkwardness, but boy howdy I wouldn't trade that memory for ANYTHING. Ü
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