PERLER beads!! Ouch
Easter Grass. Not a pain to step on, but when you are sorting out umpteen billion tiny things, and have to pull strands of Easter grass out from around them and among them, you curse your autistic daughter's love for stringy things . . . (not out loud, just in my head!)
Tiny Polly Pocket accessories; especially footwear, that you practically need a magnifying glass to see.
Orphan puzzle pieces, that seem to have been breeding in the heaped piles of stuff (yes, it's been awhile since we overhauled her room.)
Lego, of course. Some of the pieces rival Polly Pocket stuff for microscopic-ness, although these hurt much more to step on.
All the torn off, torn apart, dissassembled pieces of toys that my daughter's urge to deconstruct has left in her wake.
Things like screws, washers, twist-tie wiry things or similar from packaged toys, miscellaneous wire, and even a "be careful where you dig this flag marks an underground gas pipe" flag on rusty wire from the local gas utility (sternly scolded for that one, with lots of internal frustration because her desire for metal objects, and especially wiry ones because that intersects with her desire for long, thing, stringy objects, makes it likely that something she shouldn't be bringing home will definitely be coming home with her in the future).
Some of my clear, vinyl cling stamps or silicone clear stamps, ruined. I think the texture and feel of them appeal to her sensory cravings, like the metal and stringy things.
Umpteen-billion rocks, some smooth, some with sharper edges (at least as felt when stepped on. If given a choice, I believe she prefers smooth rocks but she'll take any rock that catches her fancy. Lots of tactility here (and muffled or not-so-muffled curses when stepped upon).
15 shirts of varying sizes from the 4 years previous, almost always gifts (at least when we buy we have some idea of her preferences as well as she has alot more input on her wardrobe now), and 85% long sleeve. A few even still have the original sales tags on. It's money wasted, but grandparents and others that want to buy her clothes for her birthday and Christmas (she has a cool-weather birthday) would get offended if they didn't get to pick out clothes for her, or if we asked them not to. They enjoy that aspect of grandparent hood; the problem is, if they don't get worn, it's money down the drain until she grows out of it and we give it to a cousin or something. The long-sleeve issue is partly because of the water on the elbow that she gets, in both elbows now this last year, which we are having her tested on Thursday for rheumatoid arthritis . . .
The same frustration with little to no times worn, for dresses. If it's a dress that's not red, or pink to a lesser degree, then there's onlyu a 10% chance she'll wear it, and only if she likes it.
Erases popped out of the end of pencils, and the little metal piece that divides it from the pencil is also off, and chewed to almost unrecognizability. She has sensory issues here, too.
A host of other things but these things I could really do without. Because of her cravings for certain sensations, feels of objects, etc., some of these problems aren't going away any time soon.
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