I handed him a comb, and he started raking it across his head. I put his shoes in his hands, and he started trying to get them on his feet. I took him to his story hour at the library today. He loves it and hates it. They hand out little books...so thrilling. Then they take them away..cry.. cry. They hand out eggs and read Humpty Dumpty..so thrilling. Then they take away the eggs...cry..cry. They hand out instruments and march...so thrilling...and then they take them away..cry..cry. What is this? Reality training?