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Leaning on the edges
   Speeds his way through lunch
Eager to abandon
   Mandatory calm

Twisting from the table
   Caught in his escape
Laughing as he's lifted
   To his chair returned

From → Poems

  1. Deborah permalink

    “Squirmy” is an ode to parents who desperately want to enjoy a meal with their kids at a restaurant that does NOT have a plastic animal holding a pizza greeting you at the door. We have worked with Matthew a lot on tolerating new eating environments, and our favorite family restaurants are currently Red Robin and Chik-Fil-A. (We had a surprisingly awesome experience at Outback Steakhouse, too, but that’s another story.) This poem reflects our recent adventure of taking Matthew to Mimi’s, which has always been one of Mama’s and Dada’s favorite caf├ęs. Overall, Matthew did well, aside from screaming “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” when we told him he had to wait for us to finish our food. *Sigh* We resorted to bribery at this point, promising him ice cream at a new little parlor down the street (which, of course, he refused to eat – yet another story). Anyhoo, if you’re a parent of a wee one who has trouble understanding the rules of eateries, check out the free Model Me Going Places app, which made all the difference for our little Sir Squirms-A-Lot. Cheers!

  2. Mike M permalink

    So funny that no matter the distance we are connected by four year olds. Different… Sure. But often times… So identical. Love you guys.

  3. Rebecca permalink

    Does Mr Squirmy only do this at places YOU want to eat, or is it the same everywhere? : )

  4. Beth permalink

    Our iPhone and iPads have been a godsend for those such moments. Funny, but when I first read this I envisioned a long car ride or airplane trip. So easy to relate.

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