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I like your avatar. Much better.
Thanks, it was kind of hard deciding between two such good albums though... Yours isn't bad either, very chill lol
Suena, chances are VERY high that you will fall asleep while he's awake at some point in time. You're doing the right thing by taking care of the problem which lead to his escape. I'm very glad he's okay. But stuff like that happens, so don't beat yourself up too much.
When my oldest son was about 2 years old, he would push a chair against the door, unchain it then take off during the wee wee hours of the morning. We lived in an apartment complex back then and he always disappeared to the park :roll: But it was still terrifying as crap.
When he was about 4 years old, his father was getting ready for work. It must've been 6-7AM when there was a knock at the door. Before my ex stood a policeman. He asked my ex if he had a son named Myles. My ex said he did. The cop said Myles was in the back of his car.
My ex looked down at the 2 year old at his side and replied 'Can't be. This is Myles right here.'
My oldest boy gave his brothers name thinking he was in trouble :roll:
If a way can be found, kids tend to find it. Unfortunately, my oldest was such a runner and fire bug that we ended up reversing the door knob so we could lock him in at night. I did the same for all the others when they decided under-the-sink cleaners would make for a good drink and that everything in the fridge looked better dumped onto the kitchen floor :bang:
But kids are strange. My boys had the flu or something one time so I gave them a bucket in case it was needed in the middle of the night and I couldn't hear them. In their memory, they were as if locked in a dungeon throughout their early childhoods and made to use the bathroom in that bucket the entire time :roll: Uh, no. It was for 2 nights. Weirdos.
(And before it's said, under-the-sink cleaners were moved to what should have been a safer place but they still wanted to play in/with them. I don't know what the freagin fascination was lol... but then again, story goes I was a runner in my early years and I drank an entire bottle of benadryl or something and was on the verge of having my stomach pumped but fought and bit the doctor so fiercely that he deemed me well enough not to need it).
Just do the best you can and then some.
From the little I know of Aspergers, it seems the better prepared the parents were the better things tend to turn out. I've only suspected such about my son for a few years but he refused to talk to a therapist or doctor etc. He was said to have Oppositional Defiance Disorder though once he was in States care.
My rant is that the pup pissed on my bed AGAIN. WTF dog?! So now she's not allowed anywhere near my bed.
As for Skyrim..... my boys dislike it a great deal. They've slowly just now started to warm up to the game (I bought it the day it was released) but they still prefer Oblivion (which is broken). I like it about the same. Skyrim does have a lot of glitches though. So if you get it and buy houses and stuff, look on-line before making the purchases.
Why the fuck do grandparents have to play favorites? It's absolute BS. My kids are way better behaved than their older cousins, yet the older ones get taken out for play dates and bought tons of clothes and treated like they shit gold or something. My kids see their grandmother twice a month, if they're lucky, and the older ones see her at least 4x a week. It pisses me off so bad, especially considering those kids are insufferable brats and no one ever disciplines them. UGH it's just so irritating! I just need to move out of this state so I don't have to deal with these people anymore...
Out of curiosity, why don't you computer game, Warheit? In any case a graphics card would be cheaper than buying a PS3 AND an HD TV. And I couldn't play that game on a console. Morrowind and Oblivion spoiled me, and I NEED my mods. xD
...sorry to hear about your grandma's passing, though. :(
Getting jealous over things certainly won't help fixing the issue in the future.
I heard someone on the radio say this and I think I agree with him.
Parents and grandparents try to "help" the children with the most problems. They think that by giving them time, money or attention, it they are doing a sort of charity and helping out those on the wrong path. They may or may not know that they are doing it. I don't think that's how it should be, but apparently it's how alot of people's minds work. Your kids just have to know that no matter how frustrating, their grandparents are just trying to help and that knowing that they are better behaved, make better decisions, or whatever is a bigger gift in itself than grandparents could ever give.
No need to be sorry, it's all good.
I don't computer game because I haven't had a desktop since I built my last one (the one I mentioned earlier that I played BF1942 on) and went on the laptop kick as soon as they were fire -- and never felt that laptops were the kind of machines you would want to game on. Also, I am just not much of a gamer anymore. I grew out of that in college. I made a lot of friends in school, but saw how detrimental it was to the social health of others who never ventured outside their gaming and virtual realities. I am only considering getting a PS3 now because Skyrim looks cool, I have cash flow and get bored on occasion. I probably won't get one. If I am thinking this much about it, saying no is probably the right idea. I need a new guitar more than I need video games.
Hey, whatever decision you choose to make is probably the best one for you. I managed to be a gamer and have a social life in college... but then all my friends were gamers too. xD Your college probably wasn't as technically-oriented as mine. Gaming will probably always been a part of my life, I think. It helps that I'm getting a programming job. Computers are just kinda my thing. :P
From my life experience, I find this to be totally wrong.
The things/lessons you will learn in your life from your elders (the ones that matter) stretch far beyond materialism. I share/shared a unique relationship with my grandma (passed) and grandpa (alive) because I lived in the same city as them growing up. My other cousins didn't have that luxury. Admittedly, because of being closer, I had more time and opportunity to do things with them. Which also means I received more things as well. It wasn't about playing favorites. That is just the hand that was dealt. They never gave me any more attention because they assumed I was on a wrong path. It was a mutual relationship. I did a lot of things for them that they couldn't at their old age and took on great responsibility for my family since I was a youngster. All and all, my grandparents never played favorites as far as I'm concerned. When I saw other cousins getting things, it was never necessary to get jealous because I realized how fortunate I was.Quote:
They think that by giving them time, money or attention, it they are doing a sort of charity and helping out those on the wrong path.
The sticky thing about this situation is that a lot of things are being assumed/presumed based on emotion. As far as I am concerned, grandparents don't make competition amongst their grandchildren. For what "logical"reason would they?Quote:
They may or may not know that they are doing it. I don't think that's how it should be, but apparently it's how alot of people's minds work. Your kids just have to know that no matter how frustrating, their grandparents are just trying to help and that knowing that they are better behaved, make better decisions, or whatever is a bigger gift in itself than grandparents could ever give.
I'm not so much jealous as hurt for my kids. My daughter loves her grandmother so much, and I wish she could have a closer relationship with her. It sucks, but I'll never confront my mother-in-law about it. I would never want her to spend time with my daughter out of some fucked up sense of guilt or obligation.
And Dave, I think you're right. Reading that actually made me feel a lot better, so thank you. =)
The jealousy is there. It is a primary factor in why you feel so hurt and how you illustrated your frustrations shows it plays a big role. From my perspective, you shouldn't be "hurt" over the fact that your kids don't get the same material goods as their cousins, because as I have said, that isn't what a relationship with a grandparent is about. Do their cousins live closer to their grandparents? Maybe that is the reason they have more time. You can't get mad about that. If you want your daughter (who I am assuming is young) to have a better relationship with her grandparents, you as the cognizant individual has to make that a reality. Protip: Appreciate the things you have, don't resent the ones you don't. Not healthy at all.
Overall, I'm sure it is an incredibly complex issue. Just don't resent anyone based on some assumption. In the end, it will mean everyone gets hurt.
I didn't say it was true for all grandparents. But it was true for mine. I only knew my grandparents on my mothers side. I didn't really have a close relationship with them. To be honest, I didn't really identify with them and they didn't with me. I do wish that we had tried harder to get to know one and other, but they looked at me strictly as a grandchild, whom they babysat, gave presents to and such. They were like that for all of their grandchildren. My cousin and I are the same age. She has been heading down the path for a long time starting with the fact that she has horrible parents. My grandparents put a ton of time and money into watching the girl, paying for the alternative high school after she got kicked out of her first one, taking her to school and such.
On the other hand, the other sort of "Grandparent" figures that I had where my great aunt and uncle. They loved and spent a lot of time with me. They treated my like one of their own grandchildren. I really didn't see them much, but they had a huge influence on my life.
Why am I talking about my grandparents again? I don't even know.
Ok...sure. We can just assume you know more than me about my own feelings. In any case, I have no issue with being jealous. It's a totally normal emotion that everyone feels at some point.
I don't care that my niece and nephew get more material goods from their grandmother than my kids do. It's just hard to see the look on my daughter's face when they come over and show off what they get when she has nothing. As for how close they live to her...it's irrelevant to me. My mother-in-law is an adult with reliable transportation. She can drive the 20 minutes to my house to spend time with my kids. I do appreciate the things I have, by the way, but that doesn't mean I don't get frustrated when I see my kids being treated unfairly.
I need to stop reading about other peoples experiences with spinal fusion. It makes me depressed every time.
I knew my grandmother and great-grandmother on my mothers side. I vaguely remember my [step] dad's mom but (I think, unless it was another relative) that she passed when I was very young. I'm going to have to ask my mom about that now... :uhm:
My great-grams passed when I was about 14 years old. Both of them lived several states away from me (but with each other as well as 3 mentally retarded uncles whom they both cared for). I spent every summer in memory with them and then just my grandma and Uncles until I was 17 years old or so. And then I lived with my grams for a year in '96 or so.
I loved spending time with them and I didn't like it that my kids didn't have a real relationship with any of their grandparents. But now that they're older, they've reached out more and email and such.
My new rant is that I have a sore throat... a sore throat made worse by me scraping at it :roll: The white bump at the very back of my throat is back. Every time I see it, I think "throat cancer". Then I research and find stuff about tonsil stones. I've had another resurgence of tonsil stones so it makes sense that the two are related. Only: my tonsils are rarely ever noticeably swollen and the white bump is behind my uvula and not in the grooves of my tonsils. I've never seen the stones in my throat, I only feel them and then spit them out.
But, eh, why not try to pop out the one at the back of my throat any how? :bang: I poked it a couple times with a Q-tip then had a mouthful of vomit and raced for a trashbag. :roll: My gag reflex is ridiculous. So I then sucked on a Sucrets to numb my throat and I managed to poke the bump a couple of times but there was NO way I was going to be able to do anything remotely like "pry" it.
So now my throat is just more raw and irritated. I'm going to start checking for that bump every day and make a note of it. Unless I have a sore throat, I don't tend to think about it so I don't even know if it's there all the time or only with a sore throat/earache/tonsil stone flare up.
If I notice it every day for a month, then I'll go to a Doctor. I keep telling myself if it actually is cancer I would be dead by now, but who knows. I just don't want to go see someone and have them say 'Eh, silly girl. You just have a sore throat. Gargle some peroxide and you'll be fine.'
But speaking of which... maybe I should try that too. But, ugh, peroxide tastes FOUL no matter how much you dilute it :barf:
I'm trying really hard to think of something that I might complain about, but I can't. Damn my awesome life!
Main thing annoying me is that I bought some flavoured green tea (pineapple and grapefruit), and it tastes like shit. I need to stop believing any flavoured green tea is going to be tasteful. It's like chewing on cardboard.
And I feel disgusted that some 14yr old girls tried to 'chat me up' today. I'm 26.
They were cute, like my 12yr old sister is cute. Little babies
Thanks for sharing the story. Everyone has a unique relationship with their grandparents, well, that can be said for any person in their life. Seeing some of these posts make me realize how blessed I was and still am. I cannot imagine things being different. I only knew my grandma on my Dad's side tho. We would always eat KFC, play Yahtzee and watch Walker: Texas Ranger on Sunday's together. Haha!
The effort is not made by my mother-in-law to spend time with them. She sees them about twice a month, and only at my husband's insistence, when the other granchildren get taken to stores/parks/restaurants at least 4-5x a week. They are not given gifts the way the other grandchildren are, and it is confusing and upsetting to my daughter to see her cousins show off things their grandmother got them when she gets nothing.
Anyways...my rant for today is that I apparently have bees/some other nasty insects crawling around in my wall. My bed is directly against the exterior wall and I can hear them crawling and buzzing and crunching around in there. It's so loud it actually woke me up this morning. I hate bugs with such a passion, this is like torture for me to have to listen to them so fucking close to my head. :crying: I think the only solution is to burn down the house.