Wednesday 3 March 2010

Soft

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!


Key:
WHITE text is me, "speaking" as Zac
GREEN text is direct quotes from Zac
GREY text is background commentary or explanation