(Sorry ... I just realized that the first line could have been mistaken for the Big Fat News I've been waiting on since last July ... but I still wait!).
A few days ago I had posted on Facebook that I was terribly and horribly grumpy. Really, though, it's just that time of the term - Week Five - exactly halfway through.
(Insert tangent here: WEEK FIVE OF THIS TERM IS ALSO THE HALFWAY POINT THROUGH MY ENTIRE GRADUATE PROGRAM! I REALIZE THAT ALL CAPS IMPLIES I'M YELLING .... BUT GUESS WHAT? I AM!! With wild, abandoned glee while I leap up and down.)
In any case ... the grumpiness comes from this Biopsychosocial Assessment I'm writing on one of my clients for school. This client does not make me grumpy, but the lack of options I'm finding for him resource wise does. It's complicated. And I'm stuck.
I'm almost never stuck with clients. Not completely.
Enter my friend Elizabeth, who said Rebekah could make me feel better. I asked Elizabeth if she could please ask Rebekah, in terms that would make sense to her, what Rebekah would recommend for somebody who's having a sad day. (Sooo planning on using my own future children's crazy antics for blog fodder one day ....)
Elizabeth asked Rebekah would Rebekah would do for her daddy if her daddy was sick.
Rebekah, being the great humanist that she is (mind you - she's 2), was very concerned with the fact that Daddy was sick and wanted to know why.
After that hurdle was passed, however, Rebekah recommended the following:
1. Give him medicine.
2. Make faces at him.
3. Give him a blue face and a green face (this is certainly a new, innovative counseling technique - look for it in the peer reviewed journals!)
4. Give him food - specifically, cereal.
Then Rebekah turned her chair into a pulpit and started telling the story about God.
Rebekah, I just love your sunny, lovely little face.
Let's hang out soon!
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