It is often observed that autistic children line up their toys, also recognized as "inappropriate playing with toys". Autistics like routine, order, and for things to make sense. In a world that hardly ever makes sense, it's expected that these kids will attempt to create as much organization as possible. The most commonly known way to identify autistic children at play is to observe them with toys cars. They will most likely line them up instead of making them drive/ roll. I used to line them up by colour first, then by size. The OCD in me was bothered by the fact that I could never have a perfect harmonious line that ascended or descended in size because lining up the cars by colour was more important to me. There was a time where I thought I wanted to be a bricklayer because I enjoyed lining up and building blocks so much. It was almost like a form of stimming . Again, order and repetition brings me comfort.
There are more subtle "unusual" ways that autistic children play, especially when it comes to aspie girls. When it came to barbies, I never enjoyed making them talk, walk or "live" so naturally I didn't mesh well with most girls. Autistic girls may be preoccupied with setting up a doll scene as opposed to acting one out. I had always wanted a set of miniatures, either a miniature version of an already existing building, or a city. I remember wanting to build my own mini version of my neighbourhood but I dropped that idea when I realized I could never match it exactly the exact thing. The perfectionist in me wanted it to be precise.
When I played Super Mario 64, I didn't care so much about completing the levels. I would make Mario wander outside the castle instead and imagine what he's thinking or saying in my head like "what a lovely landscape!" This was perfect because the scene was already created for my character. Then, the game SIMS came out! The urban version. I was on cloud 9. SIMS is the perfect video game for someone like me. I'd create scenes and settings, but didn't care so much about the whole "making them live" part. Autistics often describe feeling like an observer rather than a participant in life and this can be evident early on, however subtle.
The need to have things in order is less evident about me today because there's so much more to life that needs organizing that it often falls in the back burner, especially that I have this all or nothing perfectionist streak. If you look at my bookshelf however, you may see signs of this. I may never have all my ducks in a row, they're on the loose, but my books will always give the illusion that they are. Does that make me a quack adult? Quack quack.