Yes, I went there with the blog title. Honestly, ever since I made my bean box a little over a week ago, I’ve intended to go there. So sue me.
I’ve known about bean boxes for a long time, and thought it would be a super fun thing to have for almost as long. However, it was one of the many things I never really got around to. The effort of putting it together to begin with was a deterrent, and then the idea of having to clean up afterward… Let’s just say it wasn’t something I felt like doing as a working mom. Now that I’m staying at home – let there be beans!
A bean box is one of those activities that is a gold mine for therapy purposes. The OT is obvious: sensory, scooping, pouring, and pincer grasp all in one. The language is plentiful too! I had so much to say about beans, the colors (I made sure to choose as many different colors of beans as were available), the sizes (big ones and small ones), scoop scoop scoop, pour pour pour, beans in our hands, beans falling down, beans on our arms, in the beans, out of the beans… Yeah, there was definitely no shortage of language. As for the PT, well, I’ll get to that later.
Never – and I mean never – has an activity at home captivated my children like this box filled with about $7 of beans. 40 minutes later, I had to put the box away because we were expecting someone; neither boy was ready to give it up yet! 40 minutes is like an 8 hour day for a 2 year old and a 4 year old. They started out simple, scooping beans and digging through to look for toys I’d hidden (yeah, there’s more of that language – pigs that oink and cars that beep when you dig dig dig them out), and then decided they had other ways to play.
“Eric wants to sit in the beans! Is there room for Eric to sit in the beans? Oh no, there’s no room! The box is too small!”
“Danny’s turn! Danny, tell Eric, ‘my turn!’ Aw, you’re pushing Eric… Push, push, push! It’s not nice to push, Danny. Tell him, ‘my turn!’”
(Here’s that PT – that’s a pretty good sized step for a little guy!) “Danny’s standing in the box! Look, Danny, the beans are on your feet. Do you feel them under your feet? There’s beans in your toes!”
…And then I put the box away.
Yes, I went there with the blog title. Honestly, ever since I made my bean box a little over a week ago, I’ve intended to go there. So sue me.
I’ve known about bean boxes for a long time, and thought it would be a super fun thing to have for almost as long. However, it was one of the many things I never really got around to. The effort of putting it together to begin with was a deterrent, and then the idea of having to clean up afterward… Let’s just say it wasn’t something I felt like doing as a working mom. Now that I’m staying at home – let there be beans!
A bean box is one of those activities that is a gold mine for therapy purposes. The OT is obvious: sensory, scooping, pouring, and pincer grasp all in one. The language is plentiful too! I had so much to say about beans, the colors (I made sure to choose as many different colors of beans as were available), the sizes (big ones and small ones), scoop scoop scoop, pour pour pour, beans in our hands, beans falling down, beans on our arms, in the beans, out of the beans… Yeah, there was definitely no shortage of language. As for the PT, well, I’ll get to that later.
Never – and I mean never – has an activity at home captivated my children like this box filled with about $7 of beans. 40 minutes later, I had to put the box away because we were expecting someone; neither boy was ready to give it up yet! 40 minutes is like an 8 hour day for a 2 year old and a 4 year old. They started out simple, scooping beans and digging through to look for toys I’d hidden (yeah, there’s more of that language – pigs that oink and cars that beep when you dig dig dig them out), and then decided they had other ways to play.
“Eric wants to sit in the beans! Is there room for Eric to sit in the beans? Oh no, there’s no room! The box is too small!”
“Danny’s turn! Danny, tell Eric, ‘my turn!’ Aw, you’re pushing Eric… Push, push, push! It’s not nice to push, Danny. Tell him, ‘my turn!’”
(Here’s that PT – that’s a pretty good sized step for a little guy!) “Danny’s standing in the box! Look, Danny, the beans are on your feet. Do you feel them under your feet? There’s beans in your toes!”
…And then I put the box away.