October 27, 2005

I'm getting anger boils.

Someone needs to pray to God, Allah, Jehovah, Jesus, The Virgin Mary, the Trees, Buddha, Ganesha, or me (In certain third world countries I am worshiped as a god) for the life of my eldest boy, Boopie. If you recall earlier this week we had a run in regarding his tone of voice and showing proper respect towards adults. This all stemmed from his attempting to wear shorts to school. Please remember our highs are only in the 50s right now. He was told, “No more shorts until spring, and it warms up.”

The boy put on shorts again this morning.

He looked shocked when I told him calmly to change.

How calm was I? My voice was barely a whisper. Why was I so calm? If I didn’t maintain that level of calm, I would have killed the boy… or at least woken the neighbors up from my yelling.

He is going to need all the help he can get to survive the next 6 years.

And you all wonder why I drink. j/k… well not really.

Posted by Contagion in Family Life at October 27, 2005 01:18 PM | TrackBack

he's not too bright, is he? at least when it comes to Dad.....

Posted by: caltechgirl at October 27, 2005 02:26 PM

Oh, man. Has he taken his laundry to the laundry area yet?

Posted by: Sarah at October 27, 2005 03:00 PM

Yea, he finally took it down the other night.

Posted by: Contagion at October 27, 2005 03:21 PM

My 3 year old just came over 10 minutes ago, told me I was a bad mommy and hit me in the rear. He said he was spanking me. It took everything not to throttle him. Time out... just doesn't seem good enough.

Posted by: vw bug at October 27, 2005 06:11 PM

Man, do I empathize! It does get better though, keep reminding yourself of that!

My son did that to me when he was 3 & 4 and threw a fit and refused to change. When he was 3 I took him to daycare in his pajamas along with a change of clothes, as per the Director's admonition to us single parents during a parenting class. After the pajama incident he let me dress him without a fight for the rest of the year.

Whe he was 4 I was running a bit late to an important early meeting so I asked him to put on the clothes I laid out on the bed for him. Instead he came out in shorts and refused to change. I have a stressful job AND HATE dealing with crossness early in the morning so I said fine and threw a pair of long pants in his back pack. At 48F I knew he'd change his mind half way to school. He walked the half mile to his school very quickly. He was so stubborn about it that he didn't complain until we got to the block his school was on. He ran the entire way to the school door, but since they didn't let unaccompanied children inside, he had to wait till *I* got to the front door.

Since that day he has never, ever argued with me about what to wear. I am soooo glad I took those classes because truthfully I would have been lost without them! Of course now I have a blog, so I can read what other parents do or simply email them questions and I get very effective and tortorous solutions to the problems; solutions I thoroughly enjoy putting into effect!

Posted by: michele at October 27, 2005 09:03 PM

Yep, the Boy gets a spanking after two warnings are not enough. Usually that is what it takes to straighten him out. I've tried the time-outs for times like that but his stubborness gets in the way. So, while I am not found of spanking often, he does get spanked and then sent to his room. He hates that!

Posted by: oddybobo at October 28, 2005 07:46 AM