Sunday, December 13, 2009
That's News To Me
Saturday was a challenge. Miss M announced that she, “Misses Daddy and wants to see him.” She may be drawing the conclusion that he is being held captive somewhere, I don’t know. She talks to him on the phone daily so she knows he is still alive and well but seeing is believing I guess.
She had multiple melt downs yesterday and could not get it together to deal with playing with anyone, not even Big Sis one on one. I did a bang up job redirecting her and diverting her but she was determined yesterday and finally got fed up with all the nicey-nicey redirecting and announced that she wanted to go play with Big Sis. I was keeping her close to me and keeping her involved with a variety of activities, but the other kids were playing in another room and she wanted to go be apart of that.
She just was not able to cope with it yesterday. She could not make good choices, she repeatedly blew up at others over nothing, she would allow a sibling to come in and play littlest pet shops or ponies and then suddenly explode telling that child to “get out” and as they went to exit “don’t go” - EXPLOSION. We have not had a visit to crazy town in a while and our frequent visits there yesterday were a definite reminder that it is not a nice place to live.
None of this was surprising; we understand what is upsetting her. Still doesn’t make it easy to deal with.
Did I mention that my back up person aka Nanster has a kidney infection? Further proof that the Universe is against me. We had a plan to separate the kids yesterday and keep them busy, she’d take two and I’d take two. That clearly could not happen because she was sick with a kidney infection. So we did the best we could with what we had to work with.
It has also been rainy and over cast. Super let’s throw in lacking in Sunlight for good measure. Yes we were all packed and ready for that visit to crazy town.
Following the most major meltdown from Miss M I put her raincoat on and she and I took Daisy the Pit Bull for a walk, in the drizzle. The walk helped her. I give her markers like “that mail box” and she runs to the marker and back to me. She loves to run and it helps her. If it had been sunny we would have been outside all day.
I imagine we must be quiet the spectacle. Our immediate neighbors know about Miss M’s issues so they aren’t real surprised to see her and I out of the house in raincoats getting our wiggles out. One chubby white woman, a little brown girl and an idiot dog that is pulling on the lease as if we have signed her up to run the Alaskan Iditarod and I am sure we are entertaining to watch.
I was impressed with Miss M though in regards to managing her anger. She was clearly ready to rage and she wanted to physically assault me, I could see the debate going on in her head. She never lashed out at me, she did pick up a heavy object and throw it at the wall and scream like a banshee but that is a huge level of self-control for a child that only months ago physically attacked anyone with in her reach when angry.
Mr. C is still in “I’ll be a butt” mode. He is perseverating on various issues, aka I want my own way. This morning it was 45 minutes of I want to play with the Littlest Pet Shops. Well that would be fine accepted he doesn’t have any of his own, he chooses to collect Mario Brother cards instead. I knew that him playing with either of the girls would not go well so I said no and recommended other options. We have a whole collection of Little People and Animalville and their cars and toys that he could play with and we also have a collection of playmobil people that he could play with. He did not accept those alternatives. I recommended drawing, playing with his card collection, and play-doh.
Eventually he began playing play-doh. Unfortunately he failed to earn any Wii or computer time, bummer.
So that’s the weekend report from the Loo-Loo Crew and that’s news to me.