A few weeks ago, I posted a note on Facebook about my son’s love for the movie “Tangled” and how he had fashioned himself some long Rapunzel hair using a few lengths of orange Hot Wheels car track.
Not long after my post, I bought the boy a long blonde wig. He tried it once and abandoned it in favor of the car track again.
Yes, he even sleeps with plastic car track stuck in his hair. And usually he attaches three or four pieces – about eight feet of track – so it drags on the ground when he walks around the house.
I don’t know why I’m telling you all this, except maybe to give you a glimpse into life with an autistic child whose sensory issues, OCD, and creativity frequently collide.
We can usually anticipate that he will react strongly to things, but we are powerless to accurately predict for you exactly how, or for what duration, that reaction will grip his body and our house.
We have simply learned to slip our arms under the track when we hug him and to call him Rapunzel, as if he were the most gifted princess in the land.
P.S. What’s happening at your house this week?