Fidgit Spinners

For a week now I have had my 10 year old Ellis tweeting in my ear or rather squawking for a fidgit spinner.  I’m seeing them EVERYWHERE!!  Kids, adults, for sale all over Amazon and ebay.

Anyway I ordered one a couple of days ago and he has been lurking around the house like Kevin the teenager and having epic radgies everytime someone pulls up outside and it isn’t hand delivering his spinner.  Where is it? has it been posted? whats the tracking number? has it got lost? will it come in a van or post? has it gone to wrong address? repeat repeat repeat with intermittent heavy sighs! First world problems for a 10 year old.

During a heated discussion this morning over whether I had actually ordered a fidgit spinner (it’s understandable, I always say I’ve ordered something but have really forgotten about it) Reilly comes in and launches this lime green ninja star Shuriken type spinner across the room.  It had arrived in the post and I hadn’t noticed! Hurrah no more wingeing from Ellis and Reilly has a new weapon (not so hurrah).

I’m happy though because it’s opened up the dialogue of stimming   << Click to read Stimming in the Park.  Ellis was astounded when I told him these gadgets have been around for a very long time.  If you see someone with a spinner don’t miss an opportunity to let them know who else may be using them and why.

ps Reilly isn’t particularly interested in it and i’m sure parts will be removable so with my Keith Lard health and safety hat I’d probably say for older children and adults x

Stimming in the Park 

Lovely day at Blyth Park today with Reilly and Ellis. Super busy.  One problem though I didn’t have any money I always just trust that Shane has his wallet.  When out and about with Reilly you must be prepared for a) him getting on a bus b) ice cream 3) bouncy castles this will avoid gigantic kick offs that will spoil the rest of the day and possibly the night.  I saw the pink turrets of the bouncy castle in the distance and thought oh shit!


Luckily I sat on the grass and began to empty my bag, anyone that knows me knows it’s not pleasant: coppers, sweets out their wrappers, tampons out their wrappers, foundation and lipstick with no lids on, empty money bags and receipts.  It’s vile. By the time he got off the bouncy castle I’d scraped together the cash (after wiping it on the grass) to pay for him.  To be fair the lads here are fab and let him stay on way longer than usual and prob would have turned a blind eye but you know I don’t want to take the pee.  I even managed enough for an ice cream.  4 from the front of the queue while Reilly hangs off the counter like a monkey squealing as he doesn’t do queues and they run out.  I could feel the hot flush rise from my feet upto my forehead as I know Reilly is not going to get this at all. You can’t buy him off with a rocket lolly he wants cornets and flakes!  The lovely girl behind the counter managed to rustle up a pot of ice cream from the freezer and stuck a flake in it.  Result.

Now onto more important things as we sat while Reilly ate his ice cream there was a young man attracting some passer by attention.  I saw some kids mimicking him and some adults having a good stare.  This man was stimming, short for self-stimulating behaviour.

Stimming can help  to manage anxiety, fear, excitement or other emotions. Stimming also helps overloaded sensory input heat, sound, light etc.  It usually consists of hand flapping, spinning, repetitive movements or words, pacing the floor etc .  Have you ever bitten your nails because you were nervous, tapped your foot waiting for someone or fiddled with your hair? You were stimming and no one will have given you a second glance.

For many people stimming is a way to feel comfortable, it might look odd if you don’t understand it. If it makes you uncomfortable that’s your issue – not stimming makes them uncomfortable.  There are dangerous Stims too where they can hit themselves, bite themselves just to produce a sensation, imagine that.

If your kids are mimicking someone stimming reel them in and educate them.  Last thing a parent of a special needs child needs to see is yours taking the piss and trust me I saw this happen many times today.  Us SEN parents can hear a raised eyebrow at 20 paces so please remember.

Education is the key, it’s made me even more determined to make a difference. Xx