Niece Kim and I agree that this big ole Texan is hot, y'all. Pick him apart, feature by feature..... yeah, yeah, we know - he doesn't fit the mold of, let's say, Elvis's exquisitely chiseled features. But still, he's a southerner and a one-name icon who, when he opens his mouth, packs hotness.
Take yesterday, for example. First, he spoke with the parents of an exceptionally precocious eleven-year-old whose hearing might be lost completely, should she suffer a blow during participation in her beloved sport of gymnastics. The girl's decision to continue to jump and tumble was allowed by the parents, though they clearly understood the risk. The kid had them believing that her maturity level was adequate enough to judge for herself. That changed when Doc spoke with her. The impact of his words and directness of eye contact altered not one iota, though his approach changed, ever so slightly. His hypothetical question to her was key. Not verbatim, but... "If right this minute you had to choose only one - the ability to hear or the continuation of your sport - which would it be?" The child chose correctly. By the session's end, he made it clear to the adults that a child, regardless of her maturity level, is simply not developmentally capable of safe judgment, as it pertains to her future. Though he rarely inflicts decisions on clients, he told this mom and dad that they have no choice but to put an immediate stop to dangerous activity. Then, to aid the girl's acceptance, he suggested that she be suited up to feign deafness for a couple of weeks; she agreed.
Way to go.
Way to go.
Hey, how many times have you wished to consult Dr. Phil? Kim? Laughing hysterically (or not!) here.
Merry Christmas, Dr. Phil and Elvis, wherever y'all are.
