We went to LP’s assessment for EI services this week. The assessment consisted of a doctor and our services coordinator asking me a bunch of questions, the service coordinator leaving halfway through to attend another meeting, and LP getting tired and mad about yet another poking and prodding session. I’m pretty sure the little dude swore at me afterwards. Fortunately, he doesn’t know how to make any consonant noises. So it was more like “Aaahhh… Ooooouu”. I’m onto you, LP. I know you didn’t want to follow pen lights around or show off your tunny time skills, but that is no way to speak to your mother.
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