My son Jackson is a bit obsessive about certain things. He has his rules that dictate how he puts on his shoes, where he sits, how he eats etc. I suppose many four year olds are this way. But I swear I could start a regular column sharing his little obsessive habits. I think I will begin collecting them for a Thursday Thirteen list.
So here is today’s installment:
My son has to eat everything in fours – for a family. I have to cut his toast, his carrots, his pizza, etc. into four family members. The sad part is – as many of you know, he is an only child. Yes – he has some unmet needs. So my niece is his “baby sister” and she is included in his food family. Once I picked up his plate and headed to the kitchen to add his main course and he thought I was going to throw out his carrots before he had finished eating them all. He let out a bloodcurdling scream as if I just killed a family member.
Yeah – I know – I better start saving for therapy. But at least it helps him finish his vegetables.