Socially speaking

Since the day Emily was diagnosed, our play time morphed into hidden therapy session.

She was 15 months old, just a tiny little girl who didn’t do anything. Nothing at all! The last thing we needed was for her to decide that she wasn’t going to do those “exercises” anymore. So, it was all labeled as game time. We even tried to make the stretches fun … πŸ™‚

Years later, I buy board games who are fun and educational. I found a great store that carries tons of great games! Emily loves trivia questions, she knows some answer and takes in all the answers she didn’t know. Next time, she gets more questions and so on. It’s amazing to witness her retain the information.

Some games I bought a while back but Emily was never interested.

Math games are not her thing!

Story games are fun!

Social interaction games… We’ve never finished one until tonight!

Yeah us!!!

Just before dinner, Emily came in the kitchen and ask if we could play her Socially Speaking game!

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We’ve had this one for quite some time and Emily has never agreed to play it.

I had to read the rules in order to get us going.

The game is to help someone figure out what to say, recognize emotions and talk about themselves, answer questions appropriately and pay compliments!

It’s awesome!

Emily got that situation!

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Her answer? Watch AFV and The Big Bang Theory.

She paid me compliments, ask good questions, answered all the questions I asked her, did some reading and explore saying “I have peas for tea” showing various emotions!

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She can’t do “scared”. I guess that can be see as a positive thing. She hasn’t been scared much in her life!

She is also not good at comforting someone who just lost their cat! She said: “let’s get you a dog!” LOL! We will have to practice this!

Bottom line, Emily and I spent almost an hour playing a board game and we had fun while learning about appropriate conversation skills!

I guess she’s getting older!

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The one time I kinda wished my daughter was a “boy”

I’ve had a blood work form for Emily attached on the fridge since December.

It’s not hard to go and get this done but its that kinda thing where I just kept postponing… Not because its hard, it’s just… I don’t know!!!

So this morning, Jon and I took Emily for her blood work.

The nurse was lovely. She made the whole blood work thing look so easy… She made all the other nurses in our past look bad! She made me believe this blood work thing could always be easy.

Than came the urine sample tiny container…

And that’s when it happened!

That’s the moment where I, for just one second, wished Emily was a boy…

Aim, fill the container, done! πŸ™‚

Per respect for Emily and for myself… I am not giving you more details but all of you ladies out there know… You know it’s hard to aim on our own… Now imagine helping someone.

Cheers!

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