Saturday, August 20, 2005

Because it's there, that's why

From the archives, five years ago... This story is of an eighteen-month-old boy, one of the most energetic, happiest, most positive I've ever had in the daycare. Tons of activity, tons of fun. I loved this boy. (You don't love them all, you know. Of course I feel affection for all of them, and take pleasure in their accomplishments and their little emerging characters. Some of them, though, some of them get right under your skin and all the way into your heart, and you know you’d happily take him in as one of your own if it came to that: Lil Dude was one of that type.) That afternoon, Lil Dude, feeling full of beans and tough as nails after his nice long nap, decided needed to stretch himself a little. All his routine stuff - charging around like a mad thing, lifting the end of the dining table bench, knocking over block towers, shoving chairs around, sliding the guinea pig cage across the room, knocking over other children with his signature commando hugs - all that everyday stuff? None of it was sufficiently challenging for Lil Dude today. No sir, what was needed was something different, something significant, something BIG!! He trotted around the house, obviously seeking that special something, that extra challenge, but not quite sure just what he was after. Until he came to the fireplace in the living room. Just the thing! He trotted over to the wall into which the fireplace is set, and wedged himself against the bricks of the fireplace where they jutted out into the room. His back was to the wall, his right shoulder leaning against the 10 cm lip of brick, and he was facing into the living room. His cheek pressed into the bricks, he leaned his shoulder against the fireplace, braced his feet on the floor. All systems go? Yes? Away we gooooo! He grunted, he panted, his face was screwed up with the effort. His legs quivered, his tendons strained, his face slowly reddened as he pushed, and pushed, and pushed! Clearly, the intent was to move the fireplace just a few inches over to the left. Allrightythen...

8 Comments:

Blogger LoryKC said...

What an optimist!!

8/20/2005 03:08:00 PM  
Blogger Haley said...

Let us hope that Lil Dude doesn't become a contractor in later years...

8/20/2005 04:28:00 PM  
Blogger Candace said...

That's funny...I know some of his "regular" stuff is just boys being boys, but some things you mentioned forcibly reminded me of my boy, specifically his sensory issues. He has Dysfunction in Sensory Integration, and is sensory-seeking; he doesn't feel things like other people do, so he's constantly knocking into people, running into walls and off of the furniture, tipping things over, and yes, finding places/people/things to give him lots of pressure (really strong hugs, tight spaces, etc.) He doesn't even realize he's doing half the stuff he does!

Quite interesting....

8/20/2005 05:59:00 PM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

Lory: Indeed! He is, too, even to this day. A happy, lively little guy, with tons of good will.

Haley: No, I think his forte is more likely to be demolition.

Misfit: interesting. Lil Dude, while still a high-energy little guy who needs his physical outlet every day, (long walks, vigorous play) does not indulge in much of that stuff any more. No more commando hugs, no more knocking things over and squooshng into small spaces. I wonder if a lot of children start out having to sort out sensory issues, but that most of them, with time, experience, and guidance, figure it out. Those who can't/don't may have a disorder.

Which is not negating your son's condition at all. When I took psychology classes, all we students were disconcerted to see symptoms of every disorder in ourselves - because a disorder, as the prof kindly explained to his worried students, is very often merely something normal taken to an extreme.

8/21/2005 08:11:00 AM  
Blogger ieatcrayonz said...

Well, did he do it or not???

:P

8/21/2005 01:48:00 PM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

Er, no. But not for lack of trying!!

8/21/2005 01:51:00 PM  
Blogger Anon said...

It never ceases to amaze me how kids can go from fully asleep to fully awake in a few seconds.

8/22/2005 09:03:00 AM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

This one certainly could. Though if you woke him before he was ready, oh my, things could get very ugly very quickly. He was groggy and he was right PO'd, too.

8/22/2005 11:35:00 AM  

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