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I just spanked Luey and sent him to bed...

And Erik went to bed early as well. It's only 5pm. Dave is in there with Luey now comforting him. I'm sitting out here trying to feel empathy for Luey, and trying not to feel totally justified in smacking him, though right now, in my angry haze I'm feeling like he had it coming. I know intellectually he didn't. He is only a little kid. It's ironic that Dave should be accused of smacking Luey earlier this week when in the end, it's alway me to snaps and smacks.

Today was really no different from any other day. Luey's endless tyraid of demands, complaints, and refusals to co-operate or take any one else's needs into consideration. He nearly choked Bryn this morning by trying to heave him up onto the couch by his neck, when we've repeatedly told him NOT to play up on the couch with Bryn, because his games up there always consist of bounching and Bryn is liable to bounce right off the couch. Then he tipped the stroller over at the shopping centre by running and sverving with it, while I was at the counter trying to pay for the groceries, after I'd told him I didn't want him pushing the stroller around without me right there because it might tip over. I didn't lose my cool either of these times.

What gets me is seemingly endless whinging and demanding, and complaints that stream from him atm. For the past year or more we've lived with an ongoing commentary of his dissatisfaction with life. Apparently, life is just completely UNFAIR and everyone is just completely MEAN and he's incredibly BORED... We just can't get it right with him. Is he really just going to be a glass half empty person?

Ok, so I'm feeling a lot calmer now and of course, I KNOW he didn't have those smacks coming, and I have to go apologise to him before he goes to sleep...

ADDENDUM: Ok, so I went in there, and laid down with Luey and made my apologies. I asked him if he felt tired after school and on the weekend. He said he did. I asked him if feeling tired was causing him to feel cranky, and he said it was. I asked him what we might be able to do to help him not feel so cranky, and his reply went something like, "Well, I just want to blow bubbles every day but not have Erik there". So, I asked him if he felt like he needed time to himself, and he said that's what he needed; time just to think... So, we're going to work on that...

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Leah said…
lots of hugs for you, you are a wonderful person, and you have a lovely family :) i like luey's idea of blowing bubbles by himself, sounds very peaceful :)

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