Business as usual

It’s pretty much been business as usual here the past few days. I’ve been up to my eyeballs in work, both in court as well as translations I’m working on here at home. It was a fun, busy weekend. We took the boys to the park and had a cookout with friends. I feel like last Friday’s appointment was both momentous and no big deal. Secondo is still Secondo. I still have deadlines to meet. There is still laundry to be done. I am still very excited about taking a break from work and watching American Idol tonight.

Secondo’s appointment was only a basic initial evaluation. About two minutes after we walked in to the room he obliged us by engaging in the single activity that worries us the most: He grabbed his toy truck and lay down on the floor, oblivious to the doctor and her toys, rested his cheek on his forearm and began rolling the truck back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. When I put it like that, it sounds kind of silly. There are other behaviors that have raised little red flags for me, but this one is somehow representative of all of them.

Now we hurry up and wait. P has been making phone calls and there is paperwork to fill out and appointments to be made. In the meantime, the specialist told us to do something I’ve been making a point of doing anyway, but I really liked the way she put it: Show Secondo that the outside world is more fun than his own. This morning, when he grabbed his toy car, I gently took it from him and turned it into a game, rolling it to him and helping him roll it back to me, and he dissolved into giggles. It was a good way to start the day.