Turn the Key
It was decided pretty early on. Or maybe not even decided but assumed. That I would be the one turning the expansion key every other day. Mr.Huffington straight up relieved himself of the duties. Squeamish.
I google everything so of course I googled “getting an expander”. One tip I read was to have your child hang upside down off the side of the bed for easier access. A friend of mine said she would have her son lie down on their kitchen island so that the lights would shine directly into his mouth. The first time I went to turn this key I felt like I was prepping for major surgery.
Newsflash! It’s not that hard. At least for the key turner. Unless you have extremely poor hand eye coordination. In that case you may get a bit frustrated.
Scoot has done fine with the turning. He throws his head back and I reach in with the little key and give a quick turn. Easy peasy. We have quickly fallen into a routine of turning in the evening. Taking a shot of Tylenol and going to bed. He has some soreness on occasion. But it has never unbearable for him. Like I feared it would be.
Honestly. The hardest part for us is remembering to turn the thing! I set a phone alarm, marked every other day on the family calendar and have a fairly type A child that tends to forget nothing and we still forgot a few days here and there. I chalk it up to Summer. Routines aren’t the norm when school isn’t in session!








