Friday, July 15, 2005

Thatta Boy!

Nervous wreckage I was this morning. Oliver had yet another bloody appointment. This time with FIVE specialists. A dietician, a social worker, a psychologist, a speech pathologist and an occupational therapist. Yikes. I was just a little on edge to say the least. I guess I am a wound up person. ( I only had one cup of coffee before I went though) Anyways, we were instructed to bring a series of foods that he likes (uh he doesn't like food-duh!) and a variety that would be a challenge. Hmmm. Well, I brought basically my whole pantry and then some. We even stopped at McD's on the way there- for him I swear it!!
Once there I was introduced to the entire team of experts. Oliver kept asking for food, but we had to converse first and get to know each other a bit. Poor guy was so hungry by the time the testing was happening he nearly chewed his arm off. The two of us sat in a mirrored room together while five pairs of eyes examined our every move. My hands were shaking with every piece of food I handed him and then I got to thinking.....lets have a bit of fun here. I figured there days were probably pretty boring and monotonous so I chatted away with Oliver. He told me the colours that were on the wall and then he started asking where Emma was. I totally played dumb and put my hands up in the air "I don't know, where is she?" "I don't know" he said. He looked in the mirror and kept saying "Oliver" "Mummy". He was watching himself chew and entertaining the girls on the other side. I could hear them laughing at him. He was being so adorable. I could not believe how much he ate. I am still blown away from it. I knew he was done when he started throwing food at me and I could hear some more laughs at that. Ya real funny getting a nugget in your cleavage.
All in all, he scored very well and super high for vocabulary. Which I was doubtful of. There was a time not too long ago when we wondered if he would even talk.
I left flying high, what a feeling.

10 comments:

Bumbling Bav said...

Yahoo for the big O man! Such a big boy! And yahoo for Mommy being so calm.... that must have been very nerve racking!

Hey and the shot into the booby zone may pay off later in life...lol.

Alison said...

Of course he'd eat with all the big wigs looking on! Good job little soldier!

Family Of Five said...

Yah for Ollie the Jolly boy!!! Very proud of you too!

Evey said...

YAY! I am so glad to hear this. :)

And I really happen to think a nugget in the cleavage is super funny, I would have laughed at ya too;)

Aleecia F. said...

Umm...... whats a bloody apointment? My fault for not reading this blog for very long! Since im new to the whole blogging world!

Lori said...

Aleecia, it is an appointment. Bloody is a slang term. Like damn. "I had to take him to another damn appointment". You are cute. Thanks for the laugh. I guess I need to watch what I say on here.

Career Guy said...

Good for Oliver, and good for you. With such a smart mom, I'm not surprised he did well with vocabulary...um, he doesn't say 'bloody', though, does he?

K said...

Happy Birthday Lori!!!

Evey said...

HAppy Birthday to you! Now your old like me:)

Shauna said...

Happy Birthday Lori!