Here is a story about 30 minutes in the waiting room at the ENT (Eyes Nose Throat Dr.) office. Have I mentioned he is a busy boy? I had two people in the audiologist waiting room, and again another at the cardiologist, point this out to me. "My he's a busy boy, isn't he?" "He must keep you on your toes." "Is he always this hyper?" Yikes. Yes!
Note to self: Purchase a little point and shoot camera with flash to carry in my purse. Camera phones really stink!
Here is the little sunken waiting area in the waiting room of the ENT's office. It is full of toys. What do you see? A nice row of comfortable chairs where children can sit and watch cartoons on the screen in front of them. What does Joseph see? "Stairs" to climb over to get to styrofoam cup that the man in blue is drinking from.
What do you see? More comfortable chairs to sit on and read books, or perhaps a table for children to play at.
Joseph sees beyond the toys and the chairs, and sees the black scrolly decorations on the wall, and challenges himself to remove one or two. He also looks at the side table and sees, not the children's books, but the brochures, which he dumps out and then tosses in the air. He thinks he's funny and laughs at himself.
What's this? A nice receptionist sitting at a desk? Nope! A counter full of business cards and brochures, and even some really neat pens are disguised as flowers in a vase which he finagled and later attempted to use to write on a man's arm.
Lucky for me and him both, he is still awfully cute, and the people in the waiting area seemed to think so too. By the way, if a random little boy in the waiting room of a doctor's office came and sat by you, gave you his sad puppy dog eyes, and indicated that he wanted a drink of your soda, would you oblige him?
Surprisingly, there are at least two people in Oklahoma who would.