Several of my therapists want to see me better incorporated into normal, daily life. While I continue to be delayed, particularly in gross motor skills, it’s important that my family treats me like a 2.5 year old and not a baby.
Which is hard to do since I’m quite cuddly and love to be carried around.
Mom remembered this particular therapeutic directive at breakfast. Instead of putting my tray on the high chair, she pulled me up to the table and filled my little purple bowl with some eggs and sweet bread. She left for a moment to go change out the laundry.
I took the opportunity to settle into this new routine rather comfortably.
When Mom returned, she commented that I would need to work on my table manners.
Just like a big kid.
4 thoughts on “Beckygram: Table Manners”
Just wait ’til Becky learns to pick up the Cheerios with her toes😄😂😵💫😁!!! love, Aunt Cynthia❤️☘️
She is getting SO big! And more adorable each day.
OMGosh!!!! She is adorable! xoxo Becky and Rauch Clan!
I LOVE LOVE reading about her accomplishments- ( either good or bad 🙂
She is TOO cute