My wild PT friend and I drove up to a home eval this morning, to find everyone outside at the picnic table. No hot dogs, no pink jello, no ants--just a bunch of Early Childhood Evaluators, a litter of flea-bitten kittens, free-range chickens, a quiet little kid and one unhappy adult who was surprised at our arrival.
After I had a stand-off with a rooster I was able to observe enough play to give an opinion on the little one's hand skills and we were outta there. Skimpiest observation I've done probably ever, but I was glad the family member even allowed us to be there.
Photo from Virginia State Fair 2009.
