"Mom, look!" My four year old son proudly displayed a cornucopia of small chairs and toys. "It's a desk for my office!" I was then invited into his "office" and persuaded to sit down. He picked up a pencil and paper, sat on his chair and said, "Now, tell me your problems. I'm a shocial worker."
And so I spilled my guts. When I didn't tell him anything worthwhile, he coached me by telling me what to say. "Say you're not smart in the head and sometimes when you laugh you pee your pants." Wow. This kid really knows his client.
After dinner I turned to my new therapist and asked him to tell me his problems.
"Shocial workers don't have problems," he retorted.
"I beg to differ," I replied, looking pointedly at his dad.
And this is how I was relieved of my duties and the real social worker finally received his needed help.
I am so proud.
And so I spilled my guts. When I didn't tell him anything worthwhile, he coached me by telling me what to say. "Say you're not smart in the head and sometimes when you laugh you pee your pants." Wow. This kid really knows his client.
After dinner I turned to my new therapist and asked him to tell me his problems.
"Shocial workers don't have problems," he retorted.
"I beg to differ," I replied, looking pointedly at his dad.
I am so proud.
I am a real social worker, and he is definitely well on his way to being an awesome one.
ReplyDeleteHow cute! Love the innocence of kids.
ReplyDeleteHe is too funny!
ReplyDeleteHoly crap, I LOVE your shocial worker!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a hoot! He'll make a great shocial worker!
ReplyDeleteThat's so cute, but I am curious about how he came about his assessment of his client's problems. :) Too funny.
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Haha-sometimes you pee your pants...
ReplyDeleteSo did you need the counseling after the "HOw to Drive Your Mom Crazy?" episodes?
Everyone needs a specialist (or two) in the family.
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