For example, last Friday night (a week ago) I was putting her to bed. I asked her to please pick up her toys the next morning, before she woke me up. There was no threat of punishment and no promise of a reward but guess what? When she woke me up Saturday morning her toys were all picked up and put in her toy box. Then on Tuesday night I told her that her bedding needed to be taken off her bed in the morning because we needed to wash it. I got up on Wednesday to her bringing her dirty sheets and blankets into my room. She did as she was told to do, but not only that, she remembered from the night before with no threat of punishment and no promise of reward. THAT is NOT a ADHD child!
This child totally amazes me on a daily basis. Yes, she totally frustrates me on a daily basis but she is an amazing little girl. Tonya would be so proud of her! I remember a nanny position I used to have many, many years ago. When I interviewed for the job I was told that the little boy, Donny, was "all boy". Quite honestly, I did not know what that meant but I soon found out. Lanie reminds me so much of Donny and I survived him, I can and will survive raising Lanie!
I have to say that this child still has an obsession with Poop! The other night when I took her up to take a bath before bed, I walked into the bathroom and the entire bathroom was covered in POOP! She had finger painted with it on the counter top, the sink top, the floor. I made her clean it. It took her a very long time to do so, but she cleaned it all up with me standing over her. I was so angry! I will not commit my thoughts to writing as I do not want to be judged but suffice it to say, I was angry! And she was happy, smiling and singing as she was cleaning up the poop! She thought she was being rewarded! How do I stop this behaviour? I was not home during this time, so don't tell me to not leave her unsupervised. This I already know! She thinks the bathroom is her personal playground.
I really need to start getting pictures of things like this. I need black mail pictures for when she is a teenager. We do have the one picture of when she finger painted herself. That should be worth something!
Anyway, as I stated before, she amazes me and frustrates me daily, but I love this child more than life itself. I love her so much that I am willing to live long enough to raise her. Let me explain that one. I used to think that I did not want to live until I was old. I wanted to die at 50 or so because I did not want to get old, besides the fact that I am fat and ugly and in too much pain to live to be old. Well, I am now trying to fix all that. I am wrapping up the preliminary work to get Gastric bypass surgery and am hoping to schedule that for May. I want to live to not only see her graduate high school, but see her graduate from college, get married and have a baby. Ok, I will be almost in my 80's by this time, but by golly, I will be healthy and alive to see it!!
