Joe’s been using his hands a lot more lately, and is particularly drawn to exploring stringy things.
Like Dada’s ear buds:
His occupational therapist pointed out that we could use this to our advantage, in our continuing quest to get Joe to feed himself. Helloooo, spaghetti:
He had a grand time, passing it from hand to hand, stretching it out and flinging it around. He even put it in his mouth a couple of times … but without sauce, it had about the same taste as the ear buds.
So we’ll try it again with sauce … probably outside, where we can hose him off afterward. Stay tuned!
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Holy Cow — Joe is such a grown up boy! LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!
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