In my last post I wrote about my interpretation of this new thing called RIE and the ideas I was beginning to try out at home.
It began with asking Franky if I could pick him up and pausing, before scooping him off the ground. My husband quickly adopted this idea too, and within a few days this silly habit became the norm. Next would be feeding my son, the RIE way. Continue reading “feeding the RIE way”