This morning, Snugglebug brought me my old beaded headband. "I gon' wear this, okay, Mom?" she informed me.
"Well, sure," I answered, excited that she was interested in the headband. "I think that's a great idea. Put it on!"
Snugglebug's sensory integration dysfunction manifests itself in different ways at different times, but some of her preferences are consistent. For example, before she even gets both feet over the threshold of the front door, my little darling strips off every last stitch of clothing when she gets home. She understands that she needs to wear clothing in public, but it's really uncomfortable for her, and she throws her clothes off the second she's inside the house.
One of the most severe aversions she has is anything (hairbrush, barrette, rubber band) touching her hair. So, it was with great delight that I encouraged her to put on the headband. Progress! I thought. This is a huge thing.
It turns out I've been wearing it wrong, all this time!