"Mommyyyyyyy! HELP!!!!!! HELLLLLLLLP!!!" the cries were loud and desperate from the other room.i ran to the playroom half expecting to find him hanging upside down in some precarious position. instead he was sitting on top of his train table, trains clustered in his arms. "Kyren's trying to take my trains!!!!"
he's developed this extreme and irrational paranoia (as if any paranoia is rational) that Kyren's appearance on any scene, even if it's catching a glimpse of him down the hallway, means that he is scheming to steal/confiscate/or otherwise abscond with whatever C happens to be playing with at the time. even if it's something too large or heavy for K to possibly be able to lift.
and frankly, it's getting a little ridiculous.
on one hand it's totally understandable-- this little rugrat suddenly has mobility-- and has, on more than a few occasions, helped himself to toys in the midst of their being used by another... namely said victim. on the other hand, the kid has got to chill out. our days now consist of much yelling, screaming, hoarding, panic, sometimes violence, the aforementioned paranoia, and now crying wolf*. not to mention running down the hall and hiding things in another room when it's time to get his diaper changed-- just so Koo doesn't take his stuff while he's gone.
it doesn't seem to matter how often we try to explain that Kyren loves him, is curious, just wants to play with him, and doesn't understand what C's saying to him. not to mention that he's not doing anything truly wrong by wanting to play. he's still convinced the little guy's out to rob him of all that's his. what's truly confounding about the whole thing is that he can turn on a dime and suddenly share sweetly and nicely, for no apparent reason.
ahh, the joys of parenthood. the basic human instinct of anger displayed from all parties involved. the messy, mundane, and beautiful opportunities to show and be shown love and grace, discipline and kindness, selflessness and patience.
and hopefully one of these days he'll just magically snap out of it and the 2 will suddenly coexist peacefully, delighting to share their possessions and hearts freely, without reservation. ha!
or maybe it will take about 18 years of reminders...
either way, thank you God, for the little hearts you've given us the joy of teaching, mentoring, and raising for the glory of your Kingdom. thank you for the Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Gentleness, and Faithfulness you display toward us each day. gift us with these by your Spirit, that we might point our children to the Giver of all good gifts, and when we are tempted to this same selfish anger as our son, grant us that Self-control we are in such desperate need of to parent effectively.
....and Kyren, please give that sippy cup back to your brother...
*of course this is a list of things Christian is doing, and none of it pertains to parental behavior...well most of it...*
1 comment:
Ah, yes, my guys still do this occasionally but at 5, 8, and 10 are perhaps FINALLY growing out of it now that the logic of "No, s/he's not really going to steal it and keep it forever" can be realized. Hang in there. They WILL be the best of friends . . . in another couple of years. :-D
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