When I come home from school, the first thing I look for, even before my juice and biscuits, is my Nice Big Pillow.
It is very big, soft and blue and is my favourite thing to play with. I love it more than my squashy books, more than my plastic camel, and more than my swing seat. This is what I do with my Nice Big Pillow:
I put it on the settee and bang my head up and down on it, over and over and over again! This makes everything look all fuzzy and makes my head dizzy. Sometimes it makes my head hurt, but I just can’t stop.
I lay on my pillow on the floor by the tumble dryer and enjoy the warm air and the noise. I put my hand on the tumble dryer and feel the vibrations.
I cuddle my pillow on the settee when I am feeling frightened, or if everything is just too noisy and busy.
But the BEST thing I do with my pillow is the Nice Big Pillow Game! This is how it works:
I say “Ha-AH, ha-AH, ha-AH!” and Mummy has to say “Oh, nice big pillow!”.
I say it again, “Ha-AH, ha-AH, ha-AH!” and Mummy says “Oh, nice big pillow!”.
I say it louder and louder, faster and faster, I want more, more MORE! “HA-AH, HA-AH, HA-AAAAH!” And Mummy says “OH, NICE BIG PILLOW!”
If Mummy doesn’t say “Oh nice big pillow”, I get a feeling in my tummy like I’m just going to burst until she says it. She HAS to say it.
I play the Nice Big Pillow game with Grandma too, and Daddy, and my carer Hannah.
I take my Nice Big Pillow with me almost everywhere, but I am not allowed to take it to school, or to trampolining, or swimming, or to have it in the bath, and that makes me sad.
I love my Nice Big Pillow.
Well, there’s not much I can add to this – Zac has said it all! The Nice Big Pillow is his comfort toy of choice at the moment, and we have no idea what the “Ha-AH” is all about, but it seems to make him very happy! We predict that one day soon Zac will suddenly and inexplicably move on from the Nice Big Pillow and become obsessed with something else – this is the pattern. Previously he has been obsessed with a hideous naked plastic boy doll, which he called “Donny” and carried with him everywhere, until one day he hurled it into the River Medway, never to be referred to again! There has also been Bedtime Bear, a pair of wooden dolls which he named “Cor” and “Mmm”, and a booklet about the Isle of Wight! I wonder what the next obsession will be!
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Hi Katie,
ReplyDeleteI came across your blog and I have to tell you that I only met Zac once several years ago when my Mom and I came down to Rochester to visit your Mom and Dad. Zac was and I'm not just saying it, one of the most beautiful children I'd ever seen. His gorgeous blond curls and that beautiful face - he made me smile. You're an amazing Mom to an amazing little boy - he's so lucky to have you. Congrats on your newest little arrival too. Please give your parents my love and maybe the next time Mom and I are in England we can all get together again. We have to as it's our turn to buy lunch!! :)
Until we meet again,
Lorraine
Katie, thanks for continuing to write this - I love reading your blog, it is inspiring. As a mum of one I struggle so often with those normal feelings of failure in motherhood, but God is gracious!
ReplyDeleteI truly hope you find time to keep this blog up, it is fascinating, and as more people read it, we'll get an excellent insight into life with a kid like Zac. Your 3 kids are beautiful, I sometimes see you round Rochester [I'm a friend of Jane and Alex, and know Anna through work...] so one day I'll say hello!!
God bless,
Celia x
What a FAB pillow!
ReplyDeleteI read with 'delight' about the laying in front of the tumble dryer as that is what my Callum loves to do! He normally grabs a cushion and his old blanket and lays down in front of the vent! He doesn't do it as much now as he's growing (he'll be 11 soon), but it's still something he likes!
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