EEG, Consider Yourself Dominated.

     Today, Skeletor and I undertook the long and arduous journey that is driving to Nashville.  Nashville is about two and a half hours from our house, making this the longest road trip that the little man has ever been on, excluding ones made before he was old enough to do anything but sleep, cry, and poop the whole time.  We took it upon ourselves to make this trip because Skeletor was participating in an autism study at the Vanderbilt Kennedy Center.  I'm not going to lie to you people.  I was not expecting a very good day.  Let me clarify, I was expecting hellfire and damnation and fleeing citizens attempting to escape the wrath of Skeletor's bilious rage.  But, lo and behold, this entire day went by without one single meltdown.  And, I would like to add, we don't have any fancy DVD players in our car, so it was FM radio the whole way.  Frankly, the whole thing was just miraculous!  Within five minutes of our arrival, the researchers had Skeletor take an IQ test, which he did surprisingly well on.  This was our first formal IQ test, so naturally I am now going to walk around absolutely certain that my son is a genius.  It's genetic, so it was to be expected.  Then they did the EEG, of which Skeletor rocked off the proverbial socks.  Seriously, he straight dominated that EEG, even though they threw us a curveball when the actual EEG cap was damp.  Other than that, he went all Conan the Barbarian on that test.  If that EEG was a human being, Skeletor would have crushed his enemy, seen it driven before him, and heard the lamentations of its women.  That is how harcore my little man was during his EEG.  I am one proud mama!

Skeletor making the EEG his beotch.

He got to pick out two toys.  As you can see,
I did not pick the name 'Skeletor' randomly.