What motivates Liam? To get the hell away from the therapists and back to mommy. Today at PT, he inched/crept (I really have no idea what to call what he does) 3 feet across the mats to get to me. At home, where he’s happy and content, he’ll go a few inches.
We’re waiting on that "click" when it all comes together and he figures out he can go, Go, GO!
I remember when seamonkey started…I put him down one day and he just zoomed off…we were so surprised…sounds like Liam’s day is coming soon!