Well, here we are at the end of day 5, a Saturday. I have been ill all day, yech! Our youngest has been just bouncing off the walls for most of the day, even though he has a hacking cough. I wish that I could do the same. Over all, It has been a good day. But, I spent most of the day sleeping so can’t say much for the rest of the family’s thoughts about the day. Should I feel bad about that? Well, in a way I do, but I also have two auto-immune disorders that need to be cared for. Cared for in that when I get sick, I need to rest immediately to prevent a hospital stay. The nice thing is that my family understands this. We only had two issues with our youngest today, but they are both so minor that they don’t bear discussion.
So, it seems that our youngest son has issues with needing attention when any of his other siblings are home. It doesn’t matter to him if he is negative or positive in how he gets the attention. He will push any button he can to get attention. So we spent quite a bit of time in quiet spaces tonight. Quiet space in our house, we have 5 kids age 10 to 17, is where ever an empty room and a blanket exist. Once he gets under the blanket in the empty room for a couple of minutes, everything is fine for a good 45 minutes. Then we repeat the process. On one hand it is frustrating, on the other hand, we are learning how to interact with him in a different way that doesn’t allow the negative behaviors to surface. Early today when it was just the two of us,
Day 4 in the household. Fabulous morning, even if it is below zero. We are definitely not morning people. Well, except for our youngest son. Seems like he is on a spring this morning. Tigger is actually a Pomeranian named Tobey. And Tobey bounces up and down at the mere sight of someone going toward the door. We call them four off’s, because he clears all four feet a good two feet off of the floor. His brother and playmate Eyeore is another Pomeranian named Brown Sugar Bear, or Sugar for short. Sugar doesn’t get excited about much except his Aunt Sheila. When aunt Sheila comes to visit, you would think that he was a puppy. Pooh is our Old English Sheep dog. Pooh’s real name is Max. Max loves the cold most of the time. He prefers to be outside in the weather. No, I shouldn’t nickname him Pooh,