We’re also at a turning point with him where I’m working hard to teach him kindness. He didn’t learn it in Ghana. He learned to manipulate, bully and lie to get his way. When he first came, we let some of these behaviors slide as he adjusted and acquired language. I’m over that now. We’re cracking down hard on any sort of unkind attitude. If my kids leave this house with anything I want it to be respect for others. Unfortunately, our ShyGuy is not respectful of anything but his own needs. Poverty taught him to be inherently selfish. Teaching him a different way is a process too.
For the second day in a row, he has lost privileges for shouting, not naming his feelings, and generally terrorizing his brothers into doing what he wants. For the second day in a row, he is on his bed downstairs shouting his little lungs out because he can’t play the XBox.
Poor guy. I have to keep telling myself to be patient, not to get angry, to try to understand. That’s a process as well.
who sees a little boy who has run aground.