I have used my iron more in the past few months than I have in the past five years. Combined. Now before you all get to thinking that I have become ultra domestic, please don’t. You know I would never disappoint you in that way.
Allow me to explain.
A couple months ago Cody went to his friend A’s house after school to play. He was only there for about an hour. During that time A’s mom had made fresh chocolate chip cookies (which, much to her chagrin Cody refused to eat because he is a strange child who does not like cookies, the only exception being Newman-O’s), organized an arts and crafts project for the boys, and was in the process of feeding a snack to her three year old and ten month old when I showed up to get Cody. She also had her iron plugged in and ready to go on her kitchen counter and I thought to myself she actually has time to iron during a play date? This thought was quickly followed by another, she actually irons? She was, in fact, not ironing. Well, she was not ironing clothes that is. She was ironing the arts and crafts project.
The boys had made some cool designs with these things called Perler beads and she was ironing them. I had never heard of such a thing, being the non-crafty person that I am, but they looked simple enough. They are plastic beads that come in lots of happy colors that you place on shaped peg boards. You then put a piece of waxed paper over the top and iron them so they melt and stick together in the design of your choice. If you are clever and wish to be an overachiever in the area of arts and crafts you may lace your design on a string to make a necklace, or glue a magnet to the back and stick it on your fridge.
My first thought on seeing Cody’s Perler bead design was wow, he did this all by himself? You see, with Cody’s cerebral palsy he has difficulty with fine motor activities. And this was all fine motor. A’s mom told me that he did have a hard time with it and she had to help him quite a bit but that overall he enjoyed doing it.
That was all it took. Any activity that Cody will do, and can have success at, that involves working his fine motor skills, I strongly encourage. Even if it means dusting off my long lost iron. I just hope no one in this family gets any ideas about me actually ironing an article of clothing for them. My policy of running to the dryer as soon as the buzzer goes off and draping the wrinkle prone pieces of clothing over the hamper if I can’t hang them in the closet right away typically results in an only very slightly unkempt appearance for the end wearer. This works well for myself and the boys, while Husband takes his dress shirts to the cleaner for that nice pressed appearance.
As a side note, I should say that the iron we are using for our arts and crafts projects is actually Husband’s. I had given up ironing well before I met him. He gave up ironing shortly after he met me. Perhaps I am a bad influence on him…