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I had plastic keys myself until I was (I think) about nine or ten years old. I also seem to remember having a rattle until that same age, but I didn’t play with it nearly as much (It was much too loud unless I went out of my way to shake it gently.).
I still remember when my parents threw most of my baby toys away because (as they told me) it was time for some more age-appropriate toys. The keys were probably Fisher-Price, but I’m not 100 percent certain.
I remember that I enjoyed the sound that they made when I shook them gently. I also enjoyed sucking and chewing on them. The last straw for my parents was one day (during a thunderstorm) around age nine or ten when they came into my bedroom and they caught me shaking, chewing on, and sucking my plastic keys again. My father told my mother to take the keys away before I did something even more babyish (such as having an accident like last time). I had to be at least nine or ten years old at this point because I remember my Apple IIc computer being in that room close to where my baby toys (which I still sometimes played with) were kept.
These plastic keys probably appealed to me as much as they did because (even though my parents didn’t realize it at that time, and wouldn’t until they came with me to an appointment with a neurologist about a decade later) I was (and obviously still am) at least somewhat on the spectrum. Back then, though, my father simply thought that I enjoyed my baby toys (even at that age) because (as he sometimes said to me back then) my mother was babying me too much. They also thought I was acting this way because of the attention that my sister was getting due to being both the first-born and on the spectrum. That wasn’t actually my reason for acting this way, but they wouldn’t have any way of knowing that for another decade or so (after my neurological appointment and diagnosis).
A while back I thought about buying some plastic keys in the baby section at Target. I thought better of it, though, when I remembered that I still (mostly) had baby teeth when I played with them last time. I am concerned that I could break them if I chewed on them today (which could be unpleasant and potentially dangerous). I don’t think they are designed for adult teeth. If something similar exists for adults, though, I might consider it. It might meet my needs and the needs of other people who are reading this page.
I still remember when my parents threw most of my baby toys away because (as they told me) it was time for some more age-appropriate toys. The keys were probably Fisher-Price, but I’m not 100 percent certain.
I remember that I enjoyed the sound that they made when I shook them gently. I also enjoyed sucking and chewing on them. The last straw for my parents was one day (during a thunderstorm) around age nine or ten when they came into my bedroom and they caught me shaking, chewing on, and sucking my plastic keys again. My father told my mother to take the keys away before I did something even more babyish (such as having an accident like last time). I had to be at least nine or ten years old at this point because I remember my Apple IIc computer being in that room close to where my baby toys (which I still sometimes played with) were kept.
These plastic keys probably appealed to me as much as they did because (even though my parents didn’t realize it at that time, and wouldn’t until they came with me to an appointment with a neurologist about a decade later) I was (and obviously still am) at least somewhat on the spectrum. Back then, though, my father simply thought that I enjoyed my baby toys (even at that age) because (as he sometimes said to me back then) my mother was babying me too much. They also thought I was acting this way because of the attention that my sister was getting due to being both the first-born and on the spectrum. That wasn’t actually my reason for acting this way, but they wouldn’t have any way of knowing that for another decade or so (after my neurological appointment and diagnosis).
A while back I thought about buying some plastic keys in the baby section at Target. I thought better of it, though, when I remembered that I still (mostly) had baby teeth when I played with them last time. I am concerned that I could break them if I chewed on them today (which could be unpleasant and potentially dangerous). I don’t think they are designed for adult teeth. If something similar exists for adults, though, I might consider it. It might meet my needs and the needs of other people who are reading this page.