Attachment is a funny thing.
I am the father of three boys through adoption; all were foster kids who were place with us after they were babies. Septimus came to live with us a few months before his fifth birthday, and Diocletian and Theodosius were 20 months and three-years-old when they moved in three years later.
All three had what are considered to be "attachment disorders," but Diocletian was probably the least affected, most likely because he was the youngest when he moved in. When Septimus was still seeing a family therapist until the age of six, one of the things that he liked to do was to snuggle into a blanket and to drink from a babies bottle. We were also encouraged as parents of children who had experienced attachment disruption to foster this sort of role playing whereby our kids would "regress" to assume infant or toddler behaviours as a natural part of the nurturing process. The idea is that all human beings participate in "stages" of nurture that will result in attachment, and that we must pass through all these stages in building secure relationships with our parents. This meant that our kids would continue to respond to us as parents in ways that babies or toddlers did, even years after they were no longer toddler-age. As our attachment grows, it seems that this biologically triggered need for these early stages of nurture subside over time.
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