For those of you not aware of our son’s fixations, here is Sylvan worshipping his own personal fetish, an exit sign that his Daddy gave him for his first birthday. Exit signs seem to exert magical or spiritual powers over the poor, hapless child, as you can plainly see in this photo. We first discovered the power of the exit sign at a nature center in Lewes, Delaware last May. The fish and the turtles didn’t even place a close second in holding Sylvan’s interest. Green exit signs seem just as powerful as red ones, too; when the boys were visiting me in Seattle’s Harborview Medical Center in early August, Sylvan pointed to every green exit sign as Chris walked the hallways.
Now Chris just has to figure out how to electrify the thing.