One of Declan’s homework assignments this week was to create a self-portrait of himself with various household items. The point was to discuss different textures… soft, hard, smooth, rough, sticky and so on. It was a fun exercise, until of course, Bryan started running all over the house bringing back things that made my skin crawl.
See, I may have some mild Sensory Intergration Dysfunction going on, because certain things really gross me out. Growing up, it was just called “weird” – but little pieces of paper made my throat constrict. Especially wet ones. Friends thought it was funny to rip off little bits of their beer labels and see how many they could place in front of me before I would notice. So. not. funny.
Last night, I was forced to not only glue teensy piece of toilet paper into Declan’s “neck,” I also had to add laundry lint to his cheeks. I am gagging as I type this.
The things we do for our children! Note to Declan’s future self, I deserve major brownie points for this, dude!
One more question though.
Since when does my son resemble Bert?
P.S. 30 Days of Thanks
I am thankful that my son still LOVES to do his homework.
UPDATED TO ADD:
I swear I didn’t plan this, but more of my freaky behavior is up at Mile High Mamas today! Who’s the Koo Koo Bird now?