'Feeding?' Therapy

I took Jackson to feeding therapy this morning. We went in, discussed the wondrous things Jack has been doing with food since the last time she saw him (two weeks), and began. "We" began. Not Jack. He didn't eat anything. Nothing went in his mouth. . .at all. I brought the flip camcorder to record his success. Didn't get much success on tape, just Jack's reflection in the mirror, banging toys together. That's all he did. He did allow his therapist to touch his legs, hips, and face. She was able to do some massaging, for a very brief amount of time.

Here's my thought on why Jack wouldn't eat the food that I brought (Cheerios, Parent's Choice Little Puffs: Corn and Cheddar Cheese, and his blue sippy filled with grape juice). Last time we were there, only two weeks ago, Jack ate CoCo Puffs for 35 minutes. It's as simple as that. He won't take the red sippy because we started him with the blue sippy.

This is what feeding therapy is for!