Day 11 – Lines. Baby Girl
is a little obsessed with the “line”.
She likes to be first in line, a lot of kids her age do, right? Alright –
her passion for being the line leader is intense. Her Kindergarten teachers broke her of this
compulsion, or at least melting down when she didn’t always get that
distinction, pretty quickly but I see her.
I watch her calculating where she sits at lunch or what moves the para
is making that indicate they are about to get in line. She places herself at
the most opportune place at just the right time to position herself for the
ready. Smart, smart cookie. Now at home
she still tries to herd us back and be first going down the hall to bed or to
the car in the morning or in the queue at Disney.
I pick my battles folks. This
same fixation also applies to how she plays quite often with some of her
toys. I could absolutely kick myself for
missing the first “line”. She had about
25 of these little jokers waiting in line while one of them sat on the little
potty from the dollhouse. Pure genius. I can only wonder if “lines” help her find
order and create sense out of some of the chaos that comes when your expressive
and receptive language aren’t connected to your age. Over time, as she grew and matured, the lines
sometimes popped up as Peppa “crop circles”.
Each perfectly thought out and formed.
My all-time favorite is the circle of “BBQ” (Peppa is a pig people) on
the grill! #30facesofautism
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