Crabby Appleton.
Crab Cakes.
Grump Monkey.
Sultan of Sass.
Connie Complainer.
Whiney Face.
These are just some of the nick names that I have had to use with The Bean these past three days. I have no idea what is up with this kid! I have tried every single thing under the sun and she remains,ummm, let's just call it.....Spikey. Yes. Spikey.
She teeters between sassing/outright defiance to complaining/ignoring us. It's been rough. For Saturday, I kind of thought maybe it was me until I looked at Les once and he mock throttled her behind her back. Then I knew; stand by for heavy rolls as the Coasties say. So I/we did not yell, we did not lecture or fuss, we did not try to course correct for her, we just kind of manuevered around her.
Then on Sunday? She was worse. So bad in fact that I had to literally hold the tines of a fork against my leg while talking with her so I did not yell or freak out in any way, the pain kept me only half focused on her you see. I just talked with her- firmly and set down the rules-again. She stayed bad. Ignoring me when I spoke to her, rolling about listlessly while I was trying to talk with her about her mood, not making eye contact, sort of whining and keening. THEN she tried to get me mad at Les by making up stuff about being in trouble and how terrible it was that she had to do school work, and that "no matter what HE says, IIIIIII, am not doing it!" "Then HE even gave me soy milk (whine, sad face, pout, toss and roll on floor)"
Crab Cakes.
Grump Monkey.
Sultan of Sass.
Connie Complainer.
Whiney Face.
These are just some of the nick names that I have had to use with The Bean these past three days. I have no idea what is up with this kid! I have tried every single thing under the sun and she remains,ummm, let's just call it.....Spikey. Yes. Spikey.
She teeters between sassing/outright defiance to complaining/ignoring us. It's been rough. For Saturday, I kind of thought maybe it was me until I looked at Les once and he mock throttled her behind her back. Then I knew; stand by for heavy rolls as the Coasties say. So I/we did not yell, we did not lecture or fuss, we did not try to course correct for her, we just kind of manuevered around her.
Then on Sunday? She was worse. So bad in fact that I had to literally hold the tines of a fork against my leg while talking with her so I did not yell or freak out in any way, the pain kept me only half focused on her you see. I just talked with her- firmly and set down the rules-again. She stayed bad. Ignoring me when I spoke to her, rolling about listlessly while I was trying to talk with her about her mood, not making eye contact, sort of whining and keening. THEN she tried to get me mad at Les by making up stuff about being in trouble and how terrible it was that she had to do school work, and that "no matter what HE says, IIIIIII, am not doing it!" "Then HE even gave me soy milk (whine, sad face, pout, toss and roll on floor)"
SOOOOOOOOOO.
Ev spent the afternoon playing in her room. She had lunch in her room. I called her down to rejoin the civilized folk about three times and each time she was still "Playin' the Jerk"- so back up she would go. I had no idea of what else to do. I am trying this new thing out. It's called, no yelling, no lecturing, just try to let her have moods and see how she handles it. Maybe she is too young, maybe I should maintain my Superego for Her staus a bit longer...who knows? All I know is that had I decided for a spanking or yelling or lecturing this weekend- that is all that I would have gotten done.
She is a bit better today. Still complain-y and judgemental. Still a bit Spikey.
Like at Gymnastics this morning? She was on the tumble trac right next to the Parent's area and she called me over to the sidelines, where she thenleaned over and gave me a kiss. I was so pleased and happy. Then she put her hands on her hips and says, kind of loud "hey you still have some morning breath happening there big momma!" Whaaaaat?!?! Yes everyone heard her. Thank God, they acted like they did not. I just went and buried my face in my i-phone.
She is taking a nap today. A big nap. And I am going to tie a ribbon around my wrist to remind me to be patient and even keeled.
Baby Jesus Beer Me Strength.
(she has been well fed, well rested, had minimal candy and shows no signs of getting sick, I can think of nothing emotional that has happened, she has had no nightmares- I am conviced she is just in a mood)
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