Today we had a bit of a go. He didn’t want to listen. I would tell him to do something and he would laugh and grin.
I would get him into his shoes, and he would take off his coat. He would put on his coat, and then take off his shoes.
I got hold of his hand, and thinking he was going to kick at me, I ended up kicking him.
Later after we both calmed down, we left to run the grocery errand. I asked him. “Do you like how you feel when you upset or hurt someone?”
“Yes, sometimes I do.” was his reply.
He said “it feels like when I got the DS. (his gameboy) or when I found out I was coming home.”
In the grand scheme of things, today didn’t have to happen. I should have walked away. I can’t leave him home alone with the boys, just don’t trust him.
plus, he has started stealing technology again. He gives it right back when confronted, but… still.
