Ok, I had to be harsh on some of the kids. Some of you Moms will laugh at me. But... I couldn't figure out what to do with the two that were acting like total monsters.
I have grounded them, I have taken away privileges, desserts, toys, etc... I've sent them to bed early. I've tried to give them foods they don't like (you know the whole liver and broccoli concept.) Nothing works. They appear like heartless little...well you know.
Ready for the harshness? Yesterday, I allowed them to develop and choose their own punishments. That was hilarious. They listed everything we've already done. As each child alternated coming forth with their brilliant grounding ideas...we shot them down.
"Nope...tried that remember? You still didn't listen."
"Uh, uh... you said you would and you never did."
etc...
What they thought was a blessing soon became a burden-- they were frustrated.
"See what you guys do to us...frustrating isn't it? No fun."
We eventually compromised. The 7 year old will be doing all things dog... food, water and poop for two weeks. This is huge because the she claims to be very scared of going outside. Of course, when she wants to play...no problem.
The 6 year old decided she was going to de-weed the back side of the house. She said she would do the whole yard. But uh, we live on half an acre and actually most of it has been done already. Just not the back.
So we will see.
This morning... the one with dog duty was out there dumping out the ice block and getting the dogs fresh water. She fed them and even de-poo'ed (new word because I said so. lol ) them. I didn't expect her to pick up the poo in the morning but I will leave it.
As all the kids filed out of the van. The 6 year old lingered. I was saying my "good-byes" and "Have a good day!" stuff when she stopped and hugged me tightly.
I just don't get it.
They treat us so badly. I was telling Hubs this morning that I was starting to wonder if they thought being treated badly was a way of expressing love. They love us better or at least show us after they have treated us the worst.
Isn't that what an abuser does? They treat you like crap and then throw that curve ball in and make you feel special?
It's all so confusing.

1 comment:
I have spent some time this evening reading your blog, and finding out about your nieces and nephew. I think I know a little of what's going on with them. My husband and I fostered for five years, and have experience with children like these.
If you are interested in talking, pop by my blog and drop me an email or leave a comment.
Blessings,
Mommaofmany
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