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Friday, February 29, 2008

Natural Habitats and Animal Sounds

My son performed behaved beautifully during our initial screening with the Early Childhood Intervention last week.

He was outgoing and curious, babbling and all smiles with our service coordinator (all good signs). It probably helped that she's a very sweet older lady with a calm and nurturing voice.

As I suspected, this first meeting (intake) was basically a lot of paperwork and some "getting to know you" stuff. Our service coordinator reviewed the process, payment plans, and our rights as parents to disagree or refuse services (duh!). She then went on to ask a series of questions about my son's nutrition and social and emotional well-being.

When asked what my concerns were, I said, "None. His pediatrician referred us to ECI. I think he's perfectly fine."

Wow! Hostile...much.

Realizing how that probably came off, I apologized and backed down. I explained to her that while I am certainly open to this process and happy for anything that helps my son, I think his speech delay has more to do with his personality.

"He's a man of action, not words", I explained. After observing us in our "natural habitat", she tended to agree...

"Well, what does he do if he wants something?", she asked me.

"He usually just gets it himself," I replied and as if right on cue, my son blew past us hauling a chair. He placed it beneath the light switches, climbed up, turned on the ceiling fan, then resumed playing... and all without a single word.

"See," I said with a grin, "and he even figured out how to do that all on his own."

Seriously. I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.
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Next week, we have a follow-up visit with the speech therapist for a full assessment, which I'm actually looking forward to. It should be interesting.

Since the intake, my son has started saying "hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" in this low, drawn-out comedy voice. I love it!

He has also started doing impressions of animals he sees in books. Whenever he sees pictures of snakes, he drops to the ground to writhe around and goes, "sssssss". For frogs, he hops around the room. For elephants, he pretends his arm is a trunk, and for everything else, he "roars".

(By the way, have you ever noticed how many animals "roar"? I didn't until I started teaching my son animal sounds...)

However, he seems to think owls are cats and cannot be convinced otherwise...

Yeah, I think I'll let that one go for now.

4 comments:

Tara R. said...

Intervention... blah... when my son was in kindergarten his b'otch teacher had a conference with us because she was concerned about his fine motor skils since his coloring wasn't up to par with the other kids. He tended to scribble and rarely stayed in the lines. She neglected to turn over the page to study the detailed drawing of the car on the back. He scribble because he wanted to finish her cookie cutter task so he could do what he wanted. Men of action indeed!

ShannanB said...

When Sean was little we taught him that fish said blub blub. It was the best we had, I mean, it's hard to do fish. Rabbits are hard too!

The Roaming Southerner said...

Not having a kid...I think it is cool that you know your kid well enough to know him as a "man of action"...I also teach my nephews and neice to make a fish face rather than a fish sound

Small Town Mamma said...

Sounds like he is a very switched on young man! And what is wrong with the strong, silent type??