My son has some wonderful and not so wonderful quirks:
- He can taste different foods when he says certain words. Most have absolutely nothing to do with the food except pizza. How cool is it that when you say the word pizza, you taste pizza, but don't get all those extra calories?
- My son is a walking calendar. He remembers the day and date of an event. For instance, he can tell you what day his 8th birthday was.
- There is so such thing as modesty. He doesn't feel embarrassed to walk around without clothes on.
- He thinks in pictures. When he spells he sees the word in his head. On the flip side, this makes reading chapter books with lots of words and minimal pictures hard. Without a picture to go with the words, he can't follow the story. And, abstract ideas are even worse.
- Addition and subtraction facts are hard for him to remember but he breezes through his multiplication facts.
- Texture in food is important. Don't give him chunks in his spaghetti sauce. I have to strain his sauce.
- His taste buds require strong tastes. He likes really sweet, really salty and really spicy. When he was 5, we were at a restaurant with some friends. He walked up to the table, picked up the salt shaker, and started pouring it down his throat. Yuck!
- What a great thing to have a movie projector in your brain. Sometimes though, apparently, the movie fails.
- Rules are important, but only his rules. If he doesn't believe in a rule, forget it! It's tough teaching him that he has to follow them because he's just required to.
- In the same vein, ritual is important so the same things that happen at mass are a comfort to him. He always notices when Father Richard uses different wording during mass.
- He is partial to blondes but lately a certain brunette 16 year old has caught his eye.
- He loves lists. Lists of basketball teams, lists of books, lists of football teams. He's a walking encyclopedia.
- He's loving and lovable. Usually. He's funny. And, affectionate. And, talkative.
- He's my son.
And, I love him.
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