I think Trevor is feeling a bit left out…. of the blog… Does
he really know that the house was trumping his successes and/or behavior…
Ha.. I am still VERY proud of his daily huge steps and
accomplishments with his speech, his outgoing-ness, his excitement…and he is
more daring lately too! One of his
favorite activities is swimming… and it is much improving, but still freaks
when you let go of him… But he lets me “dunk” him and is very happy.. unless
you let his feet touch the bottom… BUT
Our Defiant, Strong-willed, Rebellious, Disobedient, Non-
compliant, Stubborn, Determined, Persistent, Little Trevor IS BACK…. Wow… I
will blog next about the “behavior charts” that I adapted from some pinterest
ideas because it was obvious… behavior was needing so much more discipline for
Trevor… so stay tuned for that outcome…
But first… Some of the naughtiness…actually just today he wore the perfect shirt for him "You can call me Super, Serious, Big Time Trouble:
He is most annoying to his brother:
Isaac is VERY tired at bedtime… he always has been, but
lately he is REALLY worn out with T-Ball, Intro to Kindergarten, and just all
the running around we do… we just have to fit in all these great outdoor
activities.. Heck just venturing out to the “construction site” wears down the eldest
son… climbing through mud... running around the bumpy, uncultivated yard – you would
think this too would wear out the youngest… (I should mention now – They are
sharing the same full sized bed.. laying the horizontal way, but with a bulky
blanket separating their designated sections – they both just fit, so good thing
it isn’t a year later) -- So come bedtime, “Nighttime” as Trevor calls it often,
Isaac is ready for lights out and getting his much needed rest… Sneaky Trevor as
you have figured out… not so much… He is WOUND UP… I am not sure if his head is
even hitting his pillow until at least a half hour into this so called “Nighttime.”
He leans over Isaac…right on top of him as if to say “Wake
Up” but only to bother him and it works.
He pulls covers off of Isaac… and the kid doesn’t even use
the covers... he could go to bed with just a fitted sheet and his blanket in
the dead of winter and be perfectly happy… making his bed is the worst one in
the morning… Prior to the boys sharing a bed.. he must have taken this half
hour cool down time to get every inch of blankets off of him.. but now he has
found something much more interesting.
HE gets to pick on his brother.
He steals “animals” from Isaac – they usually fight over
Buzz, and the Angry Bird… even though Isaac sleeps with 3 of these animals AT
MOST, sometimes none… and Trevor easily has 10 in bed with him… just isn’t
enough if I can have Isaac’s too…
He picks apart poor
Buzz Lightyear.. most of his insides are out come morning (this started at the
old house – not sure why…I have thought too deeply about it, but have already
been down that autism path, so I am going to ignore those thoughts and continue
with over tired and needs something to shut him down??)… but Isaac hates that
he does that. Buzz was officially Isaac’s
and he is very protective of “his” toys although it’s fine with Isaac that
Trevor has him, but just don’t “break him.”
He gets out of bed… “I have to go poop”… “I hungry”… He never used to do that… uh oh… what have we
created.
My easy to put to bed, keep in bed kid has made a 180 degree
turn… what happened.
So we have been “punishing behavior” by using this chart –
although we don’t want him to get out of bed to show the consequence which is
part of how it works… we have taken animals away.. one night I swear I took 14
animals out of his bed… 1 at a time… I was getting VERY frustrated. We have
even moved Isaac into my bed to fall asleep (I am not a huge fan of that one,
because I believe Isaac will be the one who will want and need that sooner than
later now??! – great I just create these circumstances don’t I?) So one night.. I had more than the usual stuff
to do (probably cakes as it has been crazy busy lately—yikes), So I told Isaac
just to go straight to my bed and go to sleep.. He was great with that (see…
yikes again) but a holy fit from Trevor…
I tried my best to be strong.. but after 25 minutes of “Isaac in my oom… Isaac
by me…Peas (Please)…peas Mommy…Peas….. “
He got his dainty little way again.
And yes of all the words to use there.. dainty… cuz that is what it is…
he has it perfectly laid out like he knows exactly what he is doing and is
going to do it… over, and over, and over, and over, and over again until …. Well
who knows… I guess he gets his way doesn’t he??? Isaac NEVER… no really NEVER got to me like
Trevor can. He knew and knows if he is
going to be in trouble there are consequences... not my little Trevor. He is sooooo persistent. They say that toddlers
aim to please and don’t want to make their parents mad… In Isaac I see that everyday
STILL… and in Trevor it is quickly fading…. Quickly…….He’s as tall as a 5 year
old…guess he is skipping the aim to please phase of growing up… Ha… which is
funny because in his speech sessions at the school and even the new place (We
started at the college last week and he adjusted SOOOOO well!) He is very concerned with following the rules
and “pleasing” the SLP? So I guess he
knows that he can push his Mom and Dad around. = not good
He is a HORRIBLE eater… so quite a while back… I wrote a
blog about supper dilemmas, well I will gladly take those days back.. at least
he was coming to the table and actually drank his milk… or something. You would have thought I asked the kid to
finish his liver and onions when it was just Mac – n – Cheese 2 days ago. He didn’t even touch it – didn’t even come to
the table. “I don’t want that…” It was a gorgeous night and Isaac and Daddy
went swimming and Trevor and Mommy had to stay home as punishment, cuz the
chart didn’t work… the neighbors must have wanted to strangle me that evening… ½ hour of listening to “Daddy….swimming
lessons…go too… Daddy… peas (please)… Daddy….”
(Daddy had been gone for a while and he was yelling out the window to
him… no pickup in sight”… also, they aren’t lessons that is just what he was
calling it…. Ok, so that was cute… Bathtime
seemed to soothe him, but probably too close to swimming, so I probably burned
that bridge too… and after listening to that for the ½ hour. But he was still mad at me.
He has been hitting.. not hard, but that isn’t the
point.
The rebellious part comes with the little looks he gives as
he hasn’t even started doing something naughty but is about too… just saying…
Trevor what are you doing, “Nothin”…or the immediate crying to get his way…
heck he cries or tries to hide something that the kid could even have, say a nutra-grain
(The kid eats them like candy) at snack time…before he even asks, just because
he is acting in a way that he thinks is being sneaky and wants his way – even when
I say you can have one, he says “Oh” as a surprised response as in… well, what
else can I find to get into trouble after I devour this candy bar??!… Fake
crying turned on and off.. HAS TO BE my BIGGEST pet peeve with him right
now. URGGGHhhhhhhhhhhh…….
The biggest challenge is that we are in this apartment
complex… and he really can’t just cry it out like I feel he should be… learn to
deal with the consequence and actually feel bad. Even his “Sorry s” aren’t on track… snotty
like a teenager acts. (I think… at least
that’s when I imagine that happens)
So that is just a glimpse in the world of my 3 ½ year old
lately… there is more… as I try to figure out how to control these issues… I
will let you laugh at the struggles of raising this defiant young lad.
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