A Boy’s Life
Over the weekend, the Big-Eyed Boy and a new neighborhood friend used my son’s basketball not once but twice — twice! — as a dodge ball, both times targeting a much younger neighbor child who dealt with the resulting bloody noses like a real Trooper.
Naturally, I impounded the thing and have since informed my boy that, regardless of how classy the parents of the brutalized boy handled the situation, I was not pleased. He spent the rest of the evening in his room, miserably, and was taken the following day to inquire about the neighbor boy’s well-being so he could issue yet another apology. Frankly, I still don’t think the penalty was strong enough but I’m not sure what else I could legally do to teach him how to be more empathetic.
Then today my son began throwing a handball around in my formal living room, knocking over both one of my favorite family pictures as well as destroying a lamp. I took that one away, too, and in addition to sending the boy to “time out” on the steps for 30 minutes I put the ball into “toy time out” which lasts for a week.
Until recently, the Big-Eyed Boy had been a remarkably well-behaved child for the most part, which basically means that VH and I are just now having to train ourselves to exhibit the Parental Poker Face and remain stern when it’s time to mete out discipline. But, boy, is it hard. Today, well, the kid did put one right over the plate:
Boy: “So, when do I get my balls back?”
Me: “That’s really a question you’ll have to ask the woman you eventually marry, son.”
Yeah, I imagine we should probably add that to the list of things he’ll want to address with his therapist some day.
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I still have my balls. =)
Unfortunately though, nobody wants to play with them.
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Hubby’s are where they belong. In my pocketbook.
Our son has been roller blading in the living room and dining room the past two days. No amount of yelling or taking things away seem to work. Finally, the rain stopped long enough just before lunch,and we went for a ride around the compound. He was on his bike and I on my motor bike. The goal was to check out all the land slides our compound has had recently. That tired him out enough that he is upstairs now, exercising his thumbs on one of the many Play Stations or Gameboys we have around here.
Shoot and the skies are gray and threatening again. I knew there was a reason we should have gone away in July instead of waiting until August, but Hubby just doesn’t listen. Ha! Why should he, he isn’t the one dealing with a bored 10 year old in the pouring rain! Grrrr….
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Little buddy, my usually very well-behaved child, decided that yesterday would be a good time to show his friends his penis.
He’s obviously remarkably proud of it.
We had a day of grounding which means no play, no T.V., no computer and a good “talking to” about covering up one’s privates and future consequences should the policy not be followed…I love summer!
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It’s amazing how summer brings about the personalities of our children we so do not want to see. My boys are struggling with the same stuff this summer. If I hear the word “Bored” one more time I’m going to make them run to town … its 10 miles away. ARGH!
Summer and boys does seem like a deadly combination. Mine have been trouble almost every day, even though they are in a camp activity for a few hours in the AM. I thought that would get them organized (read: out of bed, dressed and doing something productive before noon) and it does work for a while. But by about 4pm they are chasing the dog with plastic swords, jumping from one piece of furniture to another, you name it. My husband CANNOT understand why my first priority when we have the $$ to do so is to put in a pool. My God man! They need something to play with! I can only make them run laps around the backyard for so long.
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Hahahahahahaha!
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