The following dialog occurred the other day during a therapy session with third graders:
Boy: I got a new grill?
Me: Oh yeah, did you cook on it yet?
Boy: No? (hesitates)
Boy: You wanna see? (pulls out a jewelry box from pocket and opens it to show off his flashy gold teef)
Boy: I got ’em in Atlanta this weekend.
Me: (silent and dumbfounded)
Girl: (unfazed) Did you get them at the flea market?
Boy: Yeah!
Girl: My dad bought his at the flea market but they didn’t fit him.
Me: Go show Ms. S what you got (directing him to the other SLP I share the room with).
Boy: (from the other side of the room) Look what I got in Atlanta!
Ms. S: My Goodness! (pause) Have those been in your mouth?!
Boy: Yeah.
Ms. S: Then don’t put them in my hand!!
Me: (snorting uncontrollably as I’m trying not to lose it)
