I feel like I don't spend enough time with my ds. He's an only child and we tend to do our own things. When I enter the livingroom (his area) he usually wants me OUT.
He's eight-years old, and I do ask if he wants to play cards, chess, a game--but it's always no.
I do wish I was a more interesting person who knew lots of facts about math, science--anything, because then I would have his attention (I think). So, when he does ask me questions, I don't have an answer or I say I'll google it or he forgets or I try to guess but it's not usually accurate and he knows it. I think if I were the right type of person, I'd be able to do so much more for him. Instead, I sit and write on my computer (working on a novel) or read and he does his quiirky things--lately it has to do with adhesives (stapling, gluing, hammering---who knows what).
My point being if I were smarter in the right way, maybe he'd be more involved in other things. He always has these grand ideas of creating and making something (yesterday it was a disco ball and he was going to use the lamp) but I said no and that was it, explaining why he couldn't put an object over the lightbulb that he could cause a fire. But later in the day, he kept on about the lightbulb and said we shouldn't leave it on because it could cause a fire. I had to explain that no it wouldn't, but I couldn't explain what temp the heat is or anything other than my superficial laypeson's knowledge--I know he's looking for more. He always wants to know how hot ,how big, how much something is. Frankly, it gets to me sometimes. These things are not and never have held my interest. I guess he could read about it--but he won't read even though he's tested as an excellent reader so I know he can read. His gifted verbally.
Maybe it's just a phase? I always think of how much he would knkow if he would read because he seems to know so much without reading!
btw--he has quirky interests--latest one is a bamboo bathroom mat (no kidding) $5.00 at marshalls and he's rolling it up, dancing on it, laying on it--He insisted on bringing it into the groceery store and was dancing, spinning on it. when I told him you could get bigger ones (he asked) he was ecstatic. I just don't get it. He's always loved mirrors too. I imagine him older, with a house filled with mirrors, disco balls, bamboo flooring, shelves filled with assortments of tools, (oh, he loves hooks too) so he'd have lots of hooks adhered to the wall with super puddy.
Come on you aspies--any comments/advice??????
equinn