There are a few things I miss about having my own house.
One is the kids hammock we had hanging from the ceiling in the storage/therapy room downstairs.
That hammock was a life saver.
Sister falls apart... hammock.
Sister can't calm down... hammock.
Sister needs a transition point... hammock.
Baby always wanted to join her just because she enjoyed it so much and the extra pressure for Sister when Baby would be on her actually added to the therapy.
So while here at my mom's where there is no room for the hammock, we wrap up in a blanket (to simulate the wrap of the hammock) and we rock on the small, creaky rocking chair in the family room.
Of course Baby has to join in.
My mom got such a kick out of all 3 of us piled on this little rocking chair so she took a few pictures on her phone.
2 remarks:
Cute pictures! My boys help each other out with pressure too -- they lay on each other all the time. Baby's hair is getting so long!
This looks like our house! Thank goodness for leather recliners that rock! We usually rock Landon for at least 30 minutes every night. :-)
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