“Would you want to live in Fjordland?”
It’s not the first time I have been asked this question by my son, in fact he has been asking me on a regular basis since he first created this new country a few months back.
I pretend to consider the question carefully.
“Is it cold there?” I ask, even though I already know the answer to this question. Indeed I know Fjordland almost as intimately as he does since I’ve seen the drawn plans for it and everything.
“Yes.” he replies.
“Well then no” I say. “I don’t like cold places.”
Quick as anything he chirps “We sell winter coats!” with a salesman’s winning smile. At that we look at each other and start laughing.
Because of his autism my son can get fixated on a particular topic for months at a time. He created the imaginary country Fjordland, a country which he plans to create for real one day. He works away at the planning of it on an ongoing basis to the point where his plans are pretty complex.
He wants to engage me in conversation about it and always uses the same question as an opener “Would you want to live in Fjordland?”. But here’s the thing, after that initial question the conversation can go ANYWHERE. I vary my responses each time and there is absolutely no telling what he will say back.
Conversations in general with my son often get very creative and are so much fun. With him it’s a case of expect the unexpected. Sometimes it feels as if I am living in some kind of never ending improv. sketch. It keeps life interesting and fresh.