Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Continuation from yesterday's blogs. So my son got home apparently by 6:50 this morning. He left my mother's house at 5:50 and rode his bike the 7 miles to our house. My husband saw him and he was going to take a shower. I did not know he was home.
I figured it out when I went downstairs to make breakfast as my son had mopped the floor. This is the pattern..1) yell, swear, bang doors, stomp. When 1 fails, go to 2) cry then generally go back to step one. When 1 and 2 are done, and he realizes he is really in trouble, he goes to step 3) vacuum, mop, clean house in some way. Never does a step involve an apology unless my husband tells him too.
He said nothing to me when I saw him and I said nothing to him. My husband took him to the meeting which lasted two hours. My son then rode his back to his job skills job and got back home about 5:00.
Of course, he and my husband are talking like nothing ever happened. My husband accuses me of yelling at my son all the time. So, my solution is as I told my husband, I spent the first 18 years of my life getting Ben through every school, every IEP meeting, every Principal's meeting etc. Brian can take over from here. Then he doesn't have to worry about me yelling at Ben.
I don't think Ben will ever grow up until he has to stand on his own, look someone in the eye and say, " I am sorry. It was my fault." As long as my husband forgets all these things, it will never be my son's fault and he will continue to do the things he does.
I have a feeling my husband is going to try to talk me into taking Ben on the trip. NOPE! It is either Ben or me. Ben has not earned a trip. As far as I am concerned, he has earned nothing. Until he starts showing some respect around here, I am leaving him to his father. He, obviously, feels he can do a better job. So Be It!