So blooming frustrated. Eeyore's social skills are awful. Every time we think he is getting it, he creates a disaster that results in a loss of friends for him, their irate parents, embarrassment for us, and frustration all around. A girl that seemed to be his friend 'pretended' to be another girl and asked him to be her boyfriend. He was on cloud-9 for 2 days until another girl clued him in that it was a joke. His first response was appropriate. He told the girl who pulled the joke that "that was mean. you need to treat me as a human being with feelings. if this is how you treat your friends, i don't want to be one.". I told him to not text/call her for a day to let her have time to think about her behavior. He proceeded to call and text her to the point that she asked him repeatedly to stop. I finally found out what was going on and blocked them from being able to call/text each other. Course, they may just go through others but I put more restrictions on his phone and he knows that I can and will block him from being able to call all but 4 friends if he can't handle it. He was so angry but I'm not sure whohe was angriest at -- me, the girl or himself.
Eeyore and Tigger were a little wild yesterday at the cancer fundraiser. Nothing more than the other children were doing -- just louder and mroe noticable cause they are 11(looks older) and 14 and the kids they were playing with were 8-10. It made me realize how much Eeyore riles up Tigger as I have taken Tigger and Piglet to numerous of these type of events over the last 6 months with little problem.
The problem with Eeyore is he is too old to put in daycare, we can't find a sitter for him, and if we have to take him with, we usually end up regretting it. But there is no way we could leave him home alone either!
Don't get me wrong -- there are times when he is a joy and a great help. He is definitely not Kanga! His tendancies toward violence have decreased steadily and now he only is an occassional danger to his own stuff.
I don't know if it is good or bad that I've already moved past angry and am trying to develop a new plan to teach the social skills I thought he had mastered but clearly needs more direct instruction.
I'm trying to address one problem at a time. I'll let you know if I can defeat Murphy and have tomorrow start a good week (hey, summer school starts Monday!!)
