Janey's Mysterious Mind

If I had one wish, I would put aside the regular wishes like a billion dollars or unlimited more wishes (well, maybe not that one!) and wish to be able to be inside Janey's mind for just one day.  If I could see how her mind really worked, what the set-up is in there, what she understands and what she doesn't, I think I could be a better parent to her.

I have a few examples from recent days of my glimpses into Janey's thinking and abilities.  They are interesting, but like blurred photos or an book with some pages missing, they give me only a hint of what is whirling up there in her mind.

One of the things I'd most like to see is how she arranges memories.  I have a feeling they are like YouTube clips, little stored segments that come up when the right keyword is entered in.  The other day, I put a Kermit the Frog top on Janey.  I said "Look at this shirt!  There's a picture of Kermit the...." waiting to see if she would finish the phrase.  She didn't at first, and I let it go, but a minute later, she said "Kermit the Frog!" Then she started reciting, word for word, a skit from Sesame Street, something on a video I'm quite sure she hasn't seen in years, as we lost it, where the Count gets a job as an elevator operator and Kermit gets on the elevator.  She knew all the lines, as she usually does.  I picture her brain getting the Kermit keyword and bringing up the clip, stored in complete form.  It's an interesting form of memory, but it doesn't allow for easy answering of questions.  She knows who Kermit is, but unless I'd known why she was talking about the Count, I wouldn't have gotten what she was saying.

Other times, Janey uses the clips to try to communicate.  This evening, she took a shower and I was drying her as she got out.  As it wasn't a washing hair shower (she just likes to take showers a lot, and sometimes I let her just take one to enjoy the warm water), her hair wasn't really wet, and I wasn't drying it.  That wasn't the usual routine, and Janey had the look of wanting to tell me something.  Suddenly, she said "Yeah, Sister!" and then started singing "I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair!"  She likes that song, and she's seen the clip from South Pacific, where the star dries her hair with a towel.  She was telling me that I needed to dry her hair.  I pictured her doing something like a Google Image search, finding someone doing what she wanted doing, and then using her memory to try to give me that image.  It's complex and interesting, but it's not practical in a lot of situations.

Although long periods can go by without Janey showing her hand, I do think somewhere in her mind, in some conditions, she can read.  This morning, Tony put on The Pink Panther on YouTube for her when she asked for it.  We've often noticed that when we aren't looking, suddenly the computer is on something totally different than what we put it on.  We assume usually she is clicking on the little suggested videos that come up next to the video she is watching, but sometimes, that seems unlikely.  Today, I was watching her when she didn't realize I was, and I saw something surprising.  She closed YouTube, then reopened the browser and went to the bookmarks (she could have done this right from YouTube, but she is very tidy on the internet and often just goes around the house closing computer windows)  The list of bookmarks was quite long, and she scrolled down it and found what I believe she was looking for, Weird Al's "White and Nerdy"  She clicked on it and happily watched it, then was able to click on some other Weird Al stuff that came up on the sides.  I don't know how she could tell that particular bookmark was what it was without reading it.  When she saw I was watching her, she gave me a look that was a little sheepish.  I said "You can read, can't you?"  Of course, no answer.

I was thinking this all through today, and feeling a little frustrated.  Why can't Janey put her amazing memory and her hidden abilities to use?  Then it occurred to me---she does.  She doesn't do so in the way we might want, but she does.  She enjoyed remembering the Kermit video, she managed to tell me what she wanted me to do with her hair, she got to watch the Weird Al video she wanted.  When I push for more, the times I have, she either simply acts like she doesn't know what I am talking about or she gets actively upset.  So---do I accept she's doing what she wants to do?  Or do I call her bluff and try to make her use her abilities to be more like the rest of us?  I don't know the answer to that.

Puzzlers

Janey likes to keep us guessing.  She's good for our brains that way, like they say if you do a lot of crossword puzzles it can stave off brain cell loss.  Here's a few of the unfathomable Janey questions...

1.  Why do legs always have to be straight?  Janey can't stand anyone's legs to be crossed, or tucked under them, or bent at all, really.  She won't freak out over this usualy---she'll just let you know, by trying to straighten them over and over and over and over, until it's just not worth it and you put your legs the way she wants them.

2.  Why do lights sometimes all have to be on and sometimes off?  When Janey wakes in the night, she needs to change the state of the lights.  If they are off (as I prefer), they all need to be turned on.  If they are on, often they need to be turned off.  One odd time she was asleep and we were up watching a movie.  She woke just for a minute, went over to the living room light and switched it off and then on, and then went straight back to bed and sleep.

3.  Why do tops sometimes need to be taken off and then put back on?  This morning was an example of that.  Janey took off her pajama top at least 10 times, and then came over to me screaming because she wanted it back on.  I did it without comment the first 9 times, but then tried to talk to her about it a little.  Not a good choice---her scream let me know this wasn't open for discussion.

4.  Why does Janey ask for certain TV shows and then freak out when you put them on?  This is a constant issue.  Janey will ask for, say, "Kipper's Playtime".  You put it on Netflix, and at the first bit of it, Janey will get hysterical, grab the Netflix remote and madly change the show, as if you were trying to force her to watch something horrible.  The same happens with books.  Janey will bring me a book to read, I start to read it, and all hell breaks loose.

5.  Why does Janey ask to have her nails cut---a grooming activity most kids don't like---constantly?

6.  Why do all pillows have to be on the floor?  I have been on a sewing machine frenzy, making throw type pillows.  Janey likes these, but she likes then to be on the floor.  No matter how often we put them back on the couch or bed, next time we look, they are all on the floor.

7.  Why does Janey twist up her fingers?  She so often puts them in the oddest positions, like pretzels.  It looks very uncomfortable to me.

8.  Why does Janey almost always ignore the cats?  It's like they are invisible.

I could probably go on for hours---there are so many little habits or behaviors of Janey I truly don't understand.  I am sure there are reasons, and I have some theories, but overall, they are a mystery.  It's one of the reasons I most wish I could communicate better with Janey.  I'd love to know the whys.

The storm and the screaming

We are in the middle of what the weather people keep reminding us is an historic storm here in the Boston area.  I was skeptical, but yes indeed, it's pretty bad looking out there, and they keep saying it's going to get a lot worse.  Driving has been banned, and it's a little cool looking at the major road we live on almost empty---like a tiny taste of living on a back road for just tonight.  I'm able to enjoy the view and the storm because Tony made it home.  He was away all week, and had to fly back into Boston today, which was a very, very iffy proposition.  He got an earlier flight than he planned, and made it home around 1 pm.  I was thrilled to see him.  Janey didn't have an extra bad week, but being a single parent even for a week of the three kids---it's more than I can do.  Or I shouldn't say that, because if I had to do it, I'd do it.  I'm being just like the "I don't know how you do it" people.  But I'm glad I don't have to do it.  It's very hard.  I don't get a break in the night when she wakes, I don't have some to ask to watch her for a while so I can rest or work, I don't have someone to laugh instead of cry with, I don't have a co-worker in the incredibly tough job that is Janey parenting.

Janey missed Tony.  It's hard to say how she feels, exactly, about him being gone, but I tried to prepare her, and then, throughout the week, remind her as I picked her up at school that he was "gone on an airplane trip, but Daddy will come back"  I made up a few songs, and repeated the basic message as much as I could---Daddy is gone for a while, but he will come back.  Today, when I knew he'd be home in just a few minutes, I told her "Guess who is coming home from their airplane trip?" and she said "Is it Daddy?"  I was thrilled with that.  I haven't heard her ask that kind of question before.

She was very happy to see Daddy, but within a few hours was screaming more than she had for a while.  I'm guessing it's a few things combined.  The weather is weird, and she must see that.  She was excited to the point of overexcited to be with Tony, and that can turn fairly quickly into overwhelmed screaming with her.  She also probably expected them to go out someplace right away, as they often do---an exciting trip to the store or something---and we are banned by law from going anyplace right now!  A little part of it might have had nothing to do with Tony.  She was playing for the first time in a while with the talking robot doll I got her for Christmas, and the doll, Serefina, says "If you're there, SAY SOMETHING!" which she kept repeating.  I asked her if that was scaring her, and told her we could put the doll away, and it might have been coincidence, but that seemed to calm her down.  I don't know if she totally gets that the doll isn't alive, and by coincidence, she's been watching Toy Story lately, which could possible put the idea of living toys in her head.  Who knows?  It's like a complex guessing game or mystery figuring out what is in her head, and one that has no answer key, so I never know for sure if I get it right.

We'll be riding out the storm for a few days here.  I hope we get through it without too much insanity.  I'm very thankful we're all together and warm and have enough food to last us.  Hope anyone else in the path of this winter monster does too!