1, 2, 3, 4!

Jack had feeding therapy again this morning. Phew. I'll start with the trip to Koke Mill Medical Center. Jack screamed for 50 minutes straight! I figured his diaper was wet. Then I figured he pooped. Then I smelled the poop. Then he screamed and screamed so much his voice kept going out. It didn't stop! When we made it to the parking lot, I found a spot, left the van running, and quickly walked over the Jack's side to change him in the front seat. Oh boy was I in for a surprise!
Jack's leg, hand, arm, entire left side of his face, including his eye, ear, and hair, was covered with poop. Oh boy. Luckily, it didn't make it to the car seat! I wiped him down, changed his diaper and clothes, and then headed inside. Thanks to a close bathroom, Jack got a quick wash-down with some water and paper towel.

Feeding therapy went very well. Jack ate his favorite chocolate cereal. I was taught a new technique to prepare Jack for objecting moving towards his mouth. Count to 4, with each count touching, in order: wrist, inside of elbow, shoulder, mouth. The touch for the mouth can be anywhere near his mouth; cheek, chin, lip, jaw. Well, it seems to have worked!

Jason worked on it with Jack while I was making dinner. Jack had a spoon in his hand. Jason had the other spoon with baby food. 1, 2, 3, 4! Yeah! Well, by the time I got to the table, I took over. Jack saw me and he was finished with daddy! Typical. 1, 2, 3, 4! There came a point where Jack actually opened his mouth at count 3 or count 4!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He was like a little birdie. The food came right back out, but he also ate some! Apples and Blueberries!