Category Archives: adhd

buttons, buttons, who has the buttons?

Well, I am either looking for my remote control or I am trying to figure out how to prevent our youngest from pushing every button he can find to anger everyone in the house in one night.

He is ten years old.  He created a facebook account, and we figured that as long as it was monitored, we would be able to keep it under control.  We set the password and told him that an adult needed to log him in to it.  He then started resetting the password for the account.  So I changed the email address associated with the account and told him that one more time would result in the denial of access to facebook.

Simple right?  Nope.  He created another account.  Took away his computer privileges for everything except school work and he started using his brother’s computer.  We told his brother that if David isn’t allowed to use any computer’s so he started locking his computer with the password that we setup.

Simple right?  Nope.  He stole a laptop from his mom.  Yep.  Mom was given a netbook for work and he stole it from our bedroom, which was locked.  Yep.  no idea how he got in there.

So now, we have to redo the lock in our bedroom door. (used to use a skeleton key which he has figured out how to pick)

Time to use the old hasp and padlock option.

 

Calgon take me away… alas it is an exercise in futility

It has been a day already.

David was up at 7.  he went to bed at 11 last night, but was up and down all night long.

Since then he has been as busy as Roger Rabbit.  Zip from here to there.  When he is like he was last night, it is hard to sleep.

David thinks that everyone is deaf when they are sleeping so he makes a lot of noise in the hopes of waking them.  Then you hear snippets of “David, stop that, David, David, David, David…”  alas it is an exercise in futility.

So we went on an outing. He had to do a blood draw, and then we stopped at the grocery store.

It seems like our whole day has been:

Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Mom. Mom. Mom. Hey Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad…

and so ends the great debate

Our youngest son David loves to argue.  Everything for him is something that can be debated.

Tell him that he needs to clean up his kleenex, and he will tell you why he can’t do it, and he might use something you said yesterday to him as an excuse.  Tell him he needs to eat his supper before he has a snack, and he will tell you that he ate his supper and then will tell you what he ate for lunch.  When you ask him who made this supper, he would say, so and so made it for me at lunchtime.  Well, since it is 6:30 in the evening, you need to eat a regular meal before you have a snack.

For discipline, one of the few things that works is to have him cover his head.  Normally we don’t keep him under there for more than about 10 minutes.  1 minute for each year of his life.  But, he will pop in and out with different questions, excuses and arguments for the next hour and never fully be disciplined for 10 minutes.  It doesn’t matter to him that he has been there for an hour, all that matters is he didn’t have to be under the blanket for 10 minutes.

So why had the debate ended?  He fell asleep. 🙂  I love him and tomorrow is a brand new day!