Here is how it presents. Let's take a hypothetical 4-year-old child named, um, "Giles." Giles hops out of the car to go into his house for lunch, and all of a sudden, he believes he has no legs.
He screams to a parent:
"I CAN'T WALK! I DON'T HAVE SOME LEGS!!!"
Sage parent retorts:
"Yes you do
"NO, I DON'T HAVE SOME LEGS, AND I DON'T HAVE FEET. I CAN'T WAAAALK!"
There are variations of the syndrome. Sometimes it presents as:
"I don't have any arms. Pick me up!"
"I can't walk. My legs disappeared."
Or my favorite: "I can't talk! I have no words!"
In the beginning it was kind of funny. Then it got sort of stale...and now it just grates on me.
Listen, I know Giles expresses his fears and frustrations through this syndrome. I get that it is his way of obtaining control in a world that, at times, scares the poop out of him (insert a potty reference here that I am REFRAINING from making...). But kid, you cannot fool me; syndromes are the hypotheses of ailments. It ain't no theory, and I am not buying it.
Good thing I selectively have no ears and tell him that I cannot hear.