On Monday, a new speech therapist came to our house for Elliot. Just before she arrived, he wanted to play wiffleball in the house. I picked him up, carried him to the window in the library and Karolina or I said several times, “But there’s a lady coming to play with you. Look!” He watched as Jen Corrigan came to the door.
Over the next hour, he really enjoyed playing with Jen.
When Jen was leaving, Elliot began to cry. He did not want her to go. He said, “My lady…”, “My lady….” through tears, even after she had left.
The next day, after coming home from preschool, Elliot began to cry again in my arms while saying “My lady…! My lady!”
He really wanted Jen.
Karolina and I had to suppress our laughter.
