Okay, folks. I’ve mentioned before how Aiden has turned into a completely different kid, and I miss the old, sweet Aiden. Sometimes the old Aiden pops out of the woodwork, but lately all I have is this horrible child!!
A few nights ago we were at a little get-together for a friend who is graduating from med school this weekend. Ches couldn’t make it because there was an awards assembly at his high school. I was there with the three boys by myself. I wouldn’t think it was a big deal because this friend is the father of the two little boys I used to tend and my kids looooooove those kids. We arrived and all three boys ran back to the bedroom to play. No problem.
I didn’t want to stay too long because it was getting close to bedtime, but we arrived later than I had planned, and the kids were being pretty good, so we stayed a little longer. The kids started to act up a bit after a while (not just mine… all the kids there), so I decided to say our good-byes. Aiden decided at that same moment that he wanted another brownie. I told him no because he’d already had one and he had eaten a bunch of junk at home before we came.
The demon came out as Aiden stood in the middle of the living room (where everyone was sitting and conversing, of course) and started to cry and whine. Then he screamed as he cried, “Iiiiiii waaaaaaaaaant a broooowwwwwwwwwniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeee!!!!” I had to literally drag him out the door. I was so embarrassed by his behavior.
Last night was an outdoor concert with Ches’ bands and orchestra. I sat in the very back so the kids could run around on the grass. However, everytime I had to remind Aiden that he had to run without yelling, he’d start to throw a fit! I made him sit down with me, and he’d start the crying and screaming again. Again… I was so embarrassed. Add to that Dallin wanting his dad and running up the aisle faster than I and almost getting his dad in the middle of a piece. Ches had no idea, of course, but still. It was not a good night.
Aiden is having more and more bad days at school. We make him go to bed early. We take away priveleges (last week is was no X Box and this week it’s no computer). We have long talks about what is acceptable behavior and what is not. He makes all these promises to be better, but nothing seems to be working! I am at my wit’s end! What do I do with this kid?!?!?! When he acts up like this, it also sets his younger brothers off. I can’t handle all that. The thought has started to creep into my head “I hate my kids”, and I don’t want that in my head. At all. Ever.
I want the old Aiden back.