Christina Kademan

I spent some time on my tummy on Sunday. Dad said it would be good for both of us to try it. I laid on the wedge pillow and he grabbed a couple of regular pillows.

I was super excited and had a lot of fun harassing dad. I pushed my head down enough to make my breathing sound funny. It was because my neck was on the edge of the wedge. Dad tried to pick me up but I was laughing so hard I was wiggling. When he did lift me up and tried to move me, I grabbed the wedge and pulled it with. He set me down and I was way off. He looked confused. I laughed even harder when he asked if I grabbed the wedge. I shouted “yeah”.

Once he got us both into good positions to stretch our legs, he grabbed a book to read to me. I kept squealing and squirming. Dad had to readjust me again. I was laughing so hard at him.

We used the portable ceiling lift to get me up from the floor and into my wheelchair. That was fun too. Dad recorded it in parts and we made a video to upload to YouTube.