My son is speaking to ghosts. That was my first thought when my 5 year-old came tattle-telling to me that his “friend” had pushed him and called him a baby. There was no one in the house but me, my son, and my 9 month-old daughter who certainly could not push him let alone verbally insult him. I calmly asked Connor, “What friend are you talking about?” fearing that he would respond with, “I see dead people.” However, when my son told me that he had a friend named “Froop” I knew immediately that this was an imaginary friend we were dealing with. Only in the fertile mind of my son could a name like Froop exist. This friend has suddenly materialized and become a constant companion in the span of a week. Connor has even taken Froop to school. His teacher laughingly told me that Connor had been searching high and low for a toy and wouldn’t leave until he found it. When the teacher asked what a Froop was, he told her impatiently, “It’s a boy!”
Apparently Froop is a bit of a thug because he tells Connor to take toys from his sister, grab the dog’s tail and watch her squirm, and not eat his supper. After putting Connor in time-out for an offense he blamed on Froop, I said, “Well Froop’s going to time-out too!” to which Connor responded, “Froop said that’s not going to work for him.”
I’m assuming Froop is a derivative of Connor’s favorite cereal (Fruit Loops) and that my son has invented an imaginary playmate for extra attention and to have someone to play with. I hear that imaginary friends are fairly typical for kids this age and that it indicates that the child has a creative imagination. I’m still unsettled by this whole thing. When I hear my son talking to his friend, I wonder if he’s got some kind of early-onset psychosis. And even though I’m leery about the possibility of ghosts, I get the willies sometimes. I guess I’ll just have to let this phase run it’s course, or if it gets out of hand, Froop may have to be relocated to another home!
Friday, January 25, 2008
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