My girl is normal. I'd like to focus on her talents (she knows 2+2 is 4! she can count to 30 in German! she mastered a shuffle step!) but her behavior of late assures me she is solidly normal, certainly not worse than other children, but normal.
Last night we went to the Halloween party at her school. She went as a fairy, natch. Last year she was Tinkerbell. The year before Ariel. The year before that we tried to dress her as a Care Bear, but she wasn't having it. And when she was seven months old and had no opinions, she was a pumpkin.
There were many other little children at this party in costumes that itched or were hot or had some other element of discomfort. And it was dark at school and there were cobwebs up and some kids flat out REFUSED to go in the room with the cobwebs because, hello? SCARY. The little angel clung to me upon seeing her teachers dressed up, refusing to play the games unless I set down my huge purse, coat, her magic wand and the camera and walked up there with her.
After the games, we had some juice and she looked around for her friends. We didn't see any of the kids from her class. I was really kind of sacked and just sat down and watched her mill around, looking for her friends. I told her we could stay for 15 more minutes and she should play on the big tree or the indoor slide, but she just sort of stood there, ribbons trailing off her head, looking like a wood nymph just in from the forest. She was clearly not having fun, but when it came time to leave, she dug in, complaining loudly that I never let her do anything.
As was every other itchy, uncomfortable kid in the place.