What are you doing….
We had walked the dog for a couple of miles when we came to an overgrown field. Not our usual route but son headed down this way when he noticed a group of walkers approaching in the other direction. Son stopped suddenly and examined one particular plant.
“Dad what colour do you think this will be when it blooms. The obvious colour would be pinky red. But you never know. We will need to keep coming back to check”
He started piling rocks up into a stack.
What are you doing……
“Making a cairn so we can identify the exact plant for our return visits to see Doris”
The plant is now called Doris. He always gives stuff that he likes or is interested in pet names. I think he may have got that from my mum. She did the same. But she was sneaky. She only used one pet name for everything. Pidge. Family, friends, pets, strangers you name it … all called Pidge. That way she never forgot a name.
From now on we will take this new route via Doris. It is now part of the daily routine and will be set in stone. These sort of things are so important to our son. Routine and focusing on particular themes and objects. I remember a Doctor who was extremely keen to find a course of treatment to help stop ‘the obsessive traits which are common in kids like your son’. The Doctor was clearly confused when we (son included) politely refused. It’s who he is. His personality. It’s our son. AND most importantly he likes the trait. Why should he change to fit in with societies blinkered viewpoint.
So in a few moments we are off to see Doris. You know what … I’m quite look forward to it as well.