Squish meets Santa

For the very first time, Henry saw Santa!! The therapy center where Henry gets OT twice a week had a  little Christmas party today and we thought it’d be a fun thing to do. Henry’s never seen Santa live & in person, so I was very interested to see how he’d react. I’m glad we went to this one. It’s a whole lot easier to participate in an event like this when the other participants are kids like your own, so they understand. Thank goodness for that, because Henry was on CRACK.

We got there and went back to the big room where people were all gathered and sitting around the perimeter of the room – kids all dressed so cute to see Santa! Henry walked right in and marched around the perimeter of the room saying “HI!!!” to each and every person there. Then he plopped down in the middle of the floor and proceeded to spin at about 900 miles/hour. When he’s experiencing sensory overload, he tends to sit down and spin around – and the more overloaded he is, the faster he spins. Let’s just say he was moving faster than my eyes could track him. By the end of the time there, he was not only spinning like a dervish, he was also flinging his head back & forth, too. CRAZY.

Once he’d gone around and greeted everyone 2 or 3 times, he checked out the sensory room with some of the other kids. Then, in his view, it was time to throw his shoes around. Thankfully, I jumped on top of him before he whipped it. Then…OH, THEN. The big man arrived. And, as you can see in the picture, he was not too sure of all this.


When he got called up to see Santa, he walked right up and stood in front of him, looked at him suspiciously and said, “SANTA”. Then I tried to put him on Santa’s lap to get a picture and dude WAS NOT HAVING IT. Poor Santa. He got down, sat down about 3 feet away and looked at Santa again, then looked at his left hand, which opened & closed as he said, “Saaaaaantaaaa” in this deep, raspy voice he does sometimes. Totally hysterical. We stayed for a little bit longer, but I could see that he was getting more and more wound up instead of calming down, so it was time to go. He was totally okay with that, thankfully, because it’s nearly impossible to get him out of a place with William as well if Henry doesn’t want to leave. Even when he DOES want to leave, it’s a challenge to juggle him and the baby and everything.


So that was Henry’s encounter with St. Nick. Not really afraid of him, but wasn’t really interested in getting to know him, really. And, I’m sure he thought, “Why on earth is my mom putting me on this strange man’s lap? This is SO WRONG.”