I'm not normally fidgety but I fidget up a storm in therapy...If I have a paper in hand I fold it and refold it and curl it. I pick at my finger nails if I'm not holding anything. Sometime I bring a water bottle to hold. I move my feet. I'm self conscious of all my movement so one day I told T she'd just have to accept it and I keep doing it because it feel comforting somehow. She's never commented on it, though.

Treehouse - you trade seats with T? I don't know if I could initiate that. Wow. How does it feel?