Mr IHBT came yesterday, again. He was 30 minutes late, which was ok, it was a nice day. difficult child and I were outside playing. When Mr IHBT arrived, difficult child had just found a large nest of "range eggs" - eggs the chickens laid somewhere other than the hen house. They aren't safe to eat, cause who knows how long they've been there. difficult child loves range eggs because he gets to throw them and break them. Yesterday, he got his baseball bat and I pitched and he batted while MR IHBT and I recounted the past 7 days. As I'm sure you can imagine, batting raw eggs can be a bit messy. Before he left, Mr IHBT updated his notes, like usual, and I glanced them over to be sure they were accurate. He had written that he observed mom/son engaged in "recreational therapy" that included activities to increase/develop of eye/hand coordination, motor planning skills, and desensitization to "slimey" substances.