You end up with this:
Our OT extraordinaire came up with the idea of using his old IV pole to rig up a thingy that would enable him to lift his arms. He loves it! Unfortunately, he has decided to use this newfound ability for evil and proceeded to color all over his face today.
This pic isn't great, but it more or less shows the setup. And yes, that is a skeleton mat in the back...I'm a little early--don't judge me.
Oh, and he was such a pill as he was coloring on himself. I told him multiple times to quit and made him say sorry. One time I turned around right after he had just barely gotten done saying sorry, and he was at it again, with a big old smile on his face--as if to say, "neener neener."
Only six more weeks of the terrible twos...they're lovely and well-behaved at three, right?!
*edited to add (thanks, Dana!) that despite my griping, I am thrilled that he can color all over himself. It is truly a blessing. And in the midst of scolding him, I was trying my best not to laugh. It was a precious moment.