Posted: Mar 13, 2012 11:25 pm
My 4 and a half year old daughter trolled her occupational therapist. 
First, some background. My daughter, like myself, has Asperger's syndrome (a mild form of autism). In her case it manifests as a high sensitivity to sounds, touch and smells, slow social development, and a freakish intelligence. I mean, she started reading and doing math at 2, and now she's reading a third greader level series of books caller "the Magic Treehouse", doing addition and subtraction of numbers in the thousands, basic multiplication and division... and she's still in pre-school. Recently she's even been asking questions about death.
Anyway, being an only child, se has also created some imaginary friends. One of them's name is Fireworks (how cool is that?). So, last week she was at the therapist's office (for her high sensitivity issues) and the therapist was concerned with the imaginary friends. As my daughter was playing some game with Fireworks, the therapist asked my wife wether my daughter could distinguish reality from fantasy, and if she knew that her friend wasn't real, at which point my daughter turned to the therapist and said, "of course she's not real. She's in my head! Come on, Fireworks". And she turned back around and went back to her game.
First, some background. My daughter, like myself, has Asperger's syndrome (a mild form of autism). In her case it manifests as a high sensitivity to sounds, touch and smells, slow social development, and a freakish intelligence. I mean, she started reading and doing math at 2, and now she's reading a third greader level series of books caller "the Magic Treehouse", doing addition and subtraction of numbers in the thousands, basic multiplication and division... and she's still in pre-school. Recently she's even been asking questions about death.
Anyway, being an only child, se has also created some imaginary friends. One of them's name is Fireworks (how cool is that?). So, last week she was at the therapist's office (for her high sensitivity issues) and the therapist was concerned with the imaginary friends. As my daughter was playing some game with Fireworks, the therapist asked my wife wether my daughter could distinguish reality from fantasy, and if she knew that her friend wasn't real, at which point my daughter turned to the therapist and said, "of course she's not real. She's in my head! Come on, Fireworks". And she turned back around and went back to her game.