The speech therapist came in and picked up Chez for his bi-weekly session. Most work sessions last a half hour and Chez comes back happily sporting a new sticker which he shows off to anybody who will admire it. Today was just a bit different.
Chez left as usual — happy to be with Ms. Jillian and skipping along at her side. When they returned I was sitting on the floor playing ball with K.K. and Jay. I looked up as Chez came through the door holding Ms. Jillian’s hand and hopping, as usual. Chez looked across the room at me and his face lit up like sunshine.
“Oh!” He shrieked. “I missed you!” And he flew across the room, burrowed into my lap, claimed a death grip on my neck, hugged me and kissed me. Then just as quick he let me go and ran to K.K. and Jay waving his hand, “See my steeker?”