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I am bored and this is fun.

32-p1Today, I had the rare opportunity to have a frank talk with David.  We talked about everything from sunshine to cats.  We talked about his favorite movie, Heaven is for Real.

We talked about dogs, rain, basketball (though I am by no means knowledgeable) and we talked behaviors.

We talked about how he likes being at home.

When asked about being home, David candidly stated “I don’t think I am a home person, I don’t do very well here.”

I asked him if he thought a facility would be better, and he stated “I don’t like facilities because I can’t get my permit at 14.”

So we talked about behaviors and driving permits.

I explained that sometimes, behaviors limit the extracurricular activities that we enjoy.

He understands that.

I gradually turned the conversation back to behaviors.

I asked one very telling question, not expecting a response.  “Why do you do the things that you do?”

He said “because I am bored, and it is fun.”

I asked him to explain, and he said sometimes when he is bored, and there is nothing to do, he does things just because there is nothing else to do.  Like sports.

Not sure what that means, but it is telling where his is mentally.  How can hurting people that we are close to be fun?

So I talked about facilities.  He is aware that it is a possibility that he will end up in a facility.  His only concern is that he won’t get to see us.  He knows I submitted the paperwork, and that we have already received notification of denials from in-state facilities.  I explained that whether or not he gets placed is largely up to his behaviors.

We don’t expect perfection.  We expect him to try.  So he promised to try.

It is rare that I get to have any conversation with my son, even though we spend about 20 hours a day together.  He doesn’t sit still long enough to talk, and this morning he did.

At the end of the period when he began to get restless, I gave him a hug, thanked him for talking to me, and told him how much I loved him.  It was a rare moment when I actually believed him when he told me “I love you too Dad.”

Never take away hope.  There always is hope, if we don’t have it then what will the world be like?

Oh, I asked him if he sometimes sees people other than us in the room.  Yes. “But they don’t bother him.”

some lessons need to be learned…

B is for BreakfastSome lessons need to be learned the hard way I guess.

At breakfast David was in his usual mood.   I always get irritated when the he puts an empty cereal container back in the cupboard.  I told him that it bugs me.

“But dad, there is cereal still in there!”  he said.

So I shook the container.  There was cereal alright.  Four or five pieces.

“That reminds me, another boy bought me a sausage and egg sandwich yesterday morning for breakfast.  I’ll have to eat that on the way to school.”  David stated.

I replied, “no, that is not a good idea, and you will get sick.”

David argues, “But dad, it was still wrapped.”

So mom and I both explained about food poisoning.  I don’t think he listened.

As I signed his daily report card, with him watching, we again extolled the concept that food, wrapped or not, that has been sitting in a van all day on a warm afternoon isn’t any good.

Not two minutes later, David asked, “Dad, did you sign my report card?”

grrrrr…..

hmmm Toby you smell bad

Kill germsToby is our Pomeranian.  David decided that since Toby hadn’t had a haircut and bath recently that he would deodorize him.  So he sprayed him with a Lysol type spray.

So far the dog hasn’t gotten sick. And he did get a bath and hair cut this past weekend.

We have explained before that he can’t spray the dogs with anything.  Last time he was home, he sprayed two of our dogs with bug spray.   No explanation as to why.

Frustrating.  And we do have locks on the cupboards.  They aren’t even challenging to him anymore, he is an amateur locksmith.