Well, this is different.
Despite the fact that he’s known it’s there since he’s been able to crawl, J-Man has decided that the air conditioning vent by the front door is the best place in the house. So, he grabs a couple of wooden blocks and goes and sits on it and plays – for hours if you let him. Since it’s been 95+ degrees here lately (like 400 Celsius for the metric people… at least it might as well be), the AC runs a lot. You go to move him, and – beyond just being mad – he’s cold as a popsicle. And he doesn’t seem to care one bit; matter of fact, he loves it.
It doesn’t hurt that it’s in a corner, which adds another nice feature for him (snugness and security). He’ll take you by the hand and bring you over to it to play with him. He’ll take his snack over there to eat. If he wants more snack, he’ll leave his spot, come in the kitchen and get it, and then go back.
It’s getting to be the norm around here that J-Man will come up with a new ‘sensory-calming quirk’ out of nowhere. These are things he seems to figure out “hey, this makes me feel better and calmer!” so he keeps doing them for a while, sometimes to the point of fixation. Just about as suddenly, he drops whatever it is from his arsenal, presumably when it no longer suits him. He’s smart like that.
I like cold, but geez. He’d be warmer sitting in the refrigerator. And he loves it. Something new every day!