The Joys of Parenting
One of the reasons I went (more) anonymous with this blog was so that I could write stuff about my kids without people who know us “in person” reading. So if you know me in “real life” please just have the courtesy to pretend you never read this, ‘kay?
My kids have now officially entered the teen and ‘tween years — GumboBoy is 13, GumboGirl is 10. I find that this spacing and gender combination makes it rather more like having TWO teenagers, as GumboGirl is mature for her age. Mostly they are perfectly delightful young people, but sometimes, well, sometimes I think I might have to do something drastic, something involving beatings or perhaps duct tape. (I kid, I kid, I don’t believe in corporal punishment, REALLY!!) Of the two, GGirl is the hardest to deal with. She has this way of digging in her heels and being completely unreasonable, without being directly defiant, that is just nearly impossible to deal with. She is big into sulking and the silent treatment. She is fully capable of bringing her big brother to tears. Incredible. I can only hope she chooses to use her powers for good rather than evil later in life, otherwise the world is in for some big trouble. Seriously.
GBoy is generally pretty easygoing, but he’s off his ADHD meds for the summer (due to the fact that they supress his appetite and we’re thinking that at 5’1″ and 89 pounds he could use some fattening up). The main symptom seems to be that he is just argumentative about ridiculous things. And doesn’t want his sister to touch any of his stuff — like his book that is in the car, next to her seat — apparently she cannot pick it up and look at the back cover. That drives him over the edge. And then when she puts on the innocent act of “I’m just looking at your book, why are you so upset?” he gets emotional and “she’s being mean” and oh JESUS can you both just shut up before I ground you for life????
Today they were fighting over who got to use the computer and I told them that they had to work it out like civilized human beings, or neither of them would get to use it. After perhaps 30 minutes of intense negotiations, during which GGirl basically said she was unwilling to consider any option other than her being first, they finally agreed to a coin toss, which turned into some kind of a wrestling match. I was upstairs biting my tongue and trying to stay out of the whole thing. I seriously hate conflict, which probably comes from growing up as an only child, so when the two of them do the sibling routine, it makes me very nervous.
On the plus side, they went to the dentist today and no cavities! And they are both very bright, very funny, award-winning students, who are kind to animals and small children, so that’s good, right?