Yeah, that was my son. "Please don't look at me or talk to me. I'm busy obsessively stacking these 9 blocks in every mathematically possible way, while you try to determine whether or not I might be Rain Man Reborn." Harrison, apparently, LOVES to eff with everyone's minds. He'll teach us to bring in an evaluator. If they had stayed a couple minutes longer, he probably would have toddled over to the piano to compose a concerto in E minor, just to be a cuss about it.
So, long story short, Harrison qualifies for Early Intervention services, based on a significant speech delay, and mild to moderate delays in other areas, which may or may not be inaccurately represented by the fact that Harrison likes to throw a figurative middle finger at State employees. We'll be in touch "soon. Really soon."
He's a little man of little words, but that doesn't mean I don't get him. Sometimes a figurative middle finger is all you've got.
In case anyone is curious, we'll start to develop his individual program and goals within the next week.