So he sits down and begins dinner in one place.
I look over at him and he has moved.
He has fidgeted his way to the left edge of his chair.
I remind him to move back to where he started.
I look again and he has now moved forward in his seat so that he is SOOOO close to the table.
Again, I tell him to readjust.
He does— for a moment or two.
Sometimes, this is how dinner goes.
Because my son, Michael, fidgets.
He is the most wonderful little man around and he needs to move.
So when I was asked to try this
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