In the afternoon, my physical therapist Michael came for a visit. Since he has been coming out about six months it was time for some more testing to see how I am doing. There were lots of little tests like knocking blocks together or banging a cup on a table. At one point, he asked me to put a Cheerio in a cup. I understood what he wanted me to do, and had the Cheerio just about in the cup but before releasing it I suddenly figured out what it was - and where it really belonged - in my mouth! Good thing Mommy was quick and fished it out before I swallowed it!