Monday Morning was a great example of an ADHD morning. My now 13 YO was in rare form. He must have stayed up late reading or playing Gameboy. I woke him up at 6 AM and put his patch on. At 6:10 and at 6:15 I called up to him to get moving. He finally shows his face, dressed (I doubt that his teeth were brushed in spite of the fact that he put a sticky note on the mirror in his bathroom that says “brush teeth”).
He was loud and obnoxious. Singing and other random noises were coming from him. Of course this upsets the 8 YO who repeatedly asks him to “Quit it!” Ah, that’s only fuel for the fire. I encourage him through eating his breakfast and packing his bag. I reminded him 3 times to get his gym clothes. He argues with his brother over the size of their brownies for snack time. He’s angry that he loses and puts his face up to his brother’s and scowls. Sometimes he takes a swing at his brother stopping (usually) just before hitting him. So I have two upset boys.
Time to go outside and wait for the bus. Oh, he has to run back upstairs to his bedroom for something. But it sure wasn’t his gym clothes. So back up he must go.
By this time. The 8 YO collected his brains and went outside to avoid the line of fire. I finally get the 13 YO out there and of course he is still singing very loudly and the 8 YO keeps telling him to “Quit it!” I want to apologist to my neighbors. It’s 6:45 AM. The bus comes and I breathe a sigh of relief, they are somebody else’s problem for now. How awful is that?
Apparently a day a couple of weeks ago, they did not stop the bickering when they got on the bus and both got written up.
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