1 month ago
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
The eating of the sandwich: another milestone
Max really enjoys eating (chip off the old block!) and I've been hoping to introduce him to the wonders of sandwiches. But I've been hesitant, too. Since he has issues with oral-motor control, chewy and chunky foods pose a choking hazard, as they do for a young child.
Our weekend speech therapist sometimes does eating sessions with Max and gives him thin strips of a cheese sandwich, placing them on his back molar to he can best chew them. I've tried that successfully. I just wasn't sure whether Max was up for eating or holding an actual sandwich.
But he's been chewing stuff better lately and grasping things better, too. So Monday, when we all had the day off, I decided the time had come for The Eating of the Sandwich. It was also not snowing outside for once and in the back of my head I thought, If he chokes and I need to call an ambulance, it will be able to get here. I realize that may seem like extreme anxiety but this is a kid who has been known to gag on water.
My dad used to make us delicious toasted cheese sandwiches using a contraption that looked like this Toas-Tite, which he'd hold over a gas flame. Oh, how I adored those sandwiches, and the fact that he made them for me.
We have the modern-day equivalent, the Cuisinart Dual-Sandwich Nonstick Electric Grill, and sandwiches come out nice and soft.
I cut off the crusts from two slices of bread, slathered on olive oil on one side, added two slices of cheese, closed the sandwich, plopped it into a slot, shut the top and toasted away. It only takes about three minutes.
"We're going to take very little bite," I said to Max. "OK?"
"OK!" he agreed.
Once the sandwich cooled, I cut one side in half and handed a quarter to Max. Holding it was a bit awkward but he got it into his mouth.
I watched, nervously. "Little bites! Little bites!" I reminded him.
He took a baby bite, chewed and said, and I quote, "Ah!"
Grilled cheese sandwich chewing success!!! Where's the Food Network show for that?!
Max ate two quarters and decided that was enough, which was fine with me because I was more than happy to polish off the other half.
It was a milestone for him. And a parenting one for me, because it is so nice to introduce your kids to the pleasures of your own childhood.
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Way to go Max! Never take anything for granted, that's what the struggles and challenges in life teach us. Of course it makes success even sweeter.(Being very grateful on my birthday-happy to be here and thriving)
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, Kathryn! May you keep right on amazing everyone.
DeleteMmm.. Sandwiches! I can see that he is satisfied. I think I have a solo within my reach. It's more like playing a supporting part to another player's solo, but, it is a solo.
ReplyDeleteOh, Anna, how wonderful! A solo is a solo! I hope you get it!
DeleteNever tried olive oil instead of butter; will have to try that! We do ours on our George Forman and love them!
ReplyDeleteThat is so totally awesome! Way to go Fireman Max! Of course now you've made me crave a cheese sandwich...and we have no cheese LOL ^_^
ReplyDeleteI totally get it! Though my daughter's issues with eating sandwiches had more to do with structural problems in her esophagus, I also got teary the first time she was able to eat one. Way to go, Max (and you!)
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