We're having a rough time, or at least - I am.
Griffin's having some... oh, how should I phrase this... I guess a nicer person would call them "growing pains."
I'm more likely to call it SHITHEAD BEHAVIOR, so yeah! Let's be the bestest parent ever and call it that!
I've made no apologies about talking about his Sensory Integration Disorder and how this has totally wrecked havoc in our family. Two years ago he was "released" - not that he no longer has it, just that he no longer qualifies for medical intervention for it. Which is a fantastical way to say haha, sucker!
And in summer, it always seems to get worse.
I don't know if it's the heat, the humidity or a combination teamed with a less-than-militant schedule but holyfuckingshit, someone's acting out around here and it's not me.
The vast majority of this shithead behavior is directed at people. Last week he was telling me his friend was beating him up, but neglected to say he was hitting his friend with a toy repeatedly first. On another day, he kept Getting In My Face, which I like a good four inches between my face and everything else, and he kept Getting In My Face because he thought it was "funny" to piss me off.
Last night, he shoved his brother down while running home from a walk.
"Why'd you push your brother down?"
"Why'd you push your brother down? You have to have a reason."
"He was there."
"Was he in your way?"
"Then why'd you push him down?"
"He was there."
So after some art therapy (he can put most situations into pictures way better than words) I asked Griffin to write Darwin an apology.
Do you see that ending there? Oh my fuck, is that normal? "I will not do it again, if I do I will punch myself in the face."
This is normal, right? Like, it actually is a stage most kids go through?
And goddamn, this parenting shit is rough.