The Benefits of Brainwave Treatment for the Adopted Child
She came bopping into my office, jumped into the chair behind my desk, and started twirling herself around while watching to see if her mother or I would react. Her mother was about to admonish Susie but saw that I was smiling and extending my hand to her daughter. “Pumpkins sit here,” I said, pointing to some chairs on the other side of my desk. Susie ran to the other chair while giggling, “You’re a cucumber!”