Frances: Can you use your Mommyness and make Pink Cup Sister play with me?
In our ongoing quest to help Frances with issues of separation, her behavioural therapist has her reading for an hour without me in the room every night.
She has a chart, and for every night that she completes the hour she earns 5 points. Those points, at certain increments, can be saved and cashed in for rewards.
So far, it is not going too badly; however, I do find every once in a while that I’ll feel as if someone is watching me. I’ll look over and find her in her typical posture — arms around knees — looking up at me from the floor of the room that she’s in. She’ll have migrated from the bed with impressive silence. She’ll say she is lonely or that she misses me. She’ll say she wants a hug (and we’ll hug and cuddle).
Times like this remind me of her very sweet disposition.
Frances: I learned that getting outside for only 10 minutes can relieve stress and anxiety. Why don’t you do that? You’re full of it.
Frances, watching pumpkin-toy review on YouTube:
“Peduncle! It’s peduncle! Oh! I have no patience for that!!”
(from 2014 journal / 7 years old)
Me: Would you like to help me write blog posts to talk about books that we think would be good for people with autism?
Frances: Are you going to give me money for that? Because that’s a JOB.
(September 17, 2014 / 7 years old)
Frances: You enjoy a toy at first, right? Then it just becomes part of your background, right? Then another toy, and background, right? That’s the way it works, right?
(December 5, 2014 / 7 years old)
I’m not the only one in the family of whom Frances asks wonderful, out-of-the-blue questions. Occasionally, I get to overhear conversations such as the following (in the car, when she was seven years old):
Frances: You can’t touch feelings. You can’t see feelings. So, why do you believe in them?
Pink Cup Dad: I experience them.
Frances: If you experienced a vampire, would you believe in them?