I observed my children this morning with their crazy behavior while attempting to do simple things like stir the pancakes, stuff jars with green beans and basically walk through a room without arguing with anyone. So.....in my usual crazy way I asked them which psyche ward patient they were?
The passive aggressive patient who knows what they are supposed to do but quietly ignore the rules and procedures even when reminded. In your face ignoring. There seems some sinister pleasure in doing the opposite of what is expected. The caretaker could clearly be getting frustrated but the rules don't apply to that patient. The other side of this coin might be that they simply do not 'get' why their deaf ears are maddening.
At this house we have particular children who might be diagnosed with some sort of 'outburst' disorder. Not sure what that is called in the psychiatric world, but when the outburst begins, these mostly small children need solitary confinement to end the episode. I either get frustrated with the outburst or I might start to laugh as it just doesn't stop.
Our moments of congregate living certainly are interesting. I will continue to persevere in my quest to raise book worms, not for the benefits of their brain, but for the benefit of the noise level in the house. Reading is very good and beneficial to the family. It does encourage deaf ears to the rest of the world but overall if they all have their noses in books it might get quieter around here. I am not there yet but I am trying.
I personally am a fan of some quiet time in my padded room. I don't have a room where it is barren and free of things which might hurt me as I still have a bunch of clutter and my bed is a storage place for everyone to dump their stuff on when they don't know what to do with it. But.....despite the junk, I can hide now and then, but they can still find me.
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