on the road with our son Charlie in Autismland
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I'll always wish I hadn't thrown his Barney away. When Charlie was 7, it felt that it had to be, because of head-banging occurring along with bouts of purple dinosaur play and videos.
It was probably better ultimately to say good-bye.
But having mother guilt is all part of our odyssey, I think.
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Yes, I think you are right. No hair shirts allowed, though!
Posted by: Niksmom | 12 October 2012 at 16:30
Has Charlie been asking for Barney with more urgency lately? Do you think he's craving the comfort of holding the actual stuffed toy Barney? Or is it nostalgia for a simpler, soothing time?
My daughter's Barney has been hiding in the back of her closet for the past 18 years, if you want to "borrow" him.
Posted by: Monica | 13 October 2012 at 01:57
@Niksmom, trying!
@Monica, I think you've got it -- it's the sensation and feel of carrying around Barney that Charlie misses. I think seeing Barney again (the one who says 100 things) would be too much -- and Charlie seems mostly all right about it (more than his mother perhaps!). But I feel better knowing there's a Barney in the back of your daughter's closet.
Posted by: autismvox | 14 October 2012 at 21:59