Toddler Obsessions

21 11 2009

Hugo has many obsessions of late. Sometimes they last a day, sometimes much, much longer, but they all seem pretty random to Juan and I. All of a sudden, he’ll look at an something and declare “I love [insert random object or idea]!” and that is the kiss that seals the deal.

Lately, Hugo has fixated on:

  • His toy cars. His box of cars, a medley of Hot Wheels, Lego cars, and some other Things That Go, brings him more comfort and joy than any other thing right now. It’s the first thing he wants to do when he wakes up in the morning.
  • Necklaces. Usually mine, but he also has some fetching mardi gras beads that he digs.
  • London. I think this came from his Paddington Bear book, along with fragments of conversations between Juan and I discussing a possible vacation in the Spring.
  • His pet snake Rick. He loved this snake hard and fast, and after a week of needing it with him at all times, it is dead to him now.
  • Tea. He loves to drink fruit tea, after which he always smacks his lips and say “How refreshing!”

 I can see that these things offer him comfort, even if  I don’t understand the genesis of the passion. Last night we were at a party where he didn’t know many people, the music was loud, and his attempts at socializing with the other kids his age were tragically unsuccesful. I was walking around with him for a bit, and he looked up at me forlornly and said, “I want my cars.” (Actually, he said, “I want my tars,” but I don’t want to mock his speech afflictions. Whoops, I just did.)




One response

21 11 2009
Tom MonPere

I think it is charming that our grandson is so well rounded in his obsessions.
I like to think that the “obsessions ” represent a hightened sense of committment to what brings him pleasure and security. That’s pretty sophisticated!

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