The boys, Fuzzy and Buzzy took respite with Funny Uncle. Funny is probably perfect for them too, but wonder how long it will take before he understands the depth of their misunderstandings. They were snowblowing, 4 wheeling, and even got some prepaid phones for an early Christmas gift. Fuzzy already locked his phone up twice, and had been told what NOT TO DO. Yep, he then does it. So sad no phone.
Funny uncle asked after fact if I cared if they have phones. I said no, but that if they are taken away for misuse or what not then I will give it back to him and I hope he didn't spend much, with their electronics obsessions they may not last long.
I told Buzzy, that I would not buy him a cell phone. Just because the world says most 14 year olds have a phone doesn't mean I have to buy him one. Primarily because he was trying to delete text messages and being sneaky. He will lie forever and a day if he (misunderstands to) thinks there may be an advantage for him.
Plus he called birth mom, who in turn thought that he needs contact and went through a borderline harrassing phase of trying to get us to make some committment to her. We are not raising the kids for her, but for them. Of course we are the bad guys though. She has the mentality of an 8 year old though
When the boys were gone I did some cleaning in their room. They are hoarders and have a great need for learning organization. I have a couple little boxes that they can sort and organize with a PCA, I am tapped out on the emotional energy that would require of me. I am coming to terms with what my limits are and need to identify and arrange when other services would better help them than myself.
There was a letter from bio mom, and in one of the little cards she put her #. I took that and cannot have Buzzy calling her. With his autism, he doesn't really care. But she really does and I again, have no emotional energy left for her. Just not a good idea. If their kids hadn't been taken away this wouldn't be an issue. Why do I have to be the bad guy?
Did they think that we would like happily ever after and be neighbors or something? They finally left our area and resorted to the state the kids were taken away from them and where the other 3 are. Maybe they will run into their oldest. I don't even care. Retard could pass any day and bump up the social security.
IV-E federal medical eligibility prevented our kids from getting state insurance til after we finalized (three years them with us!) because bio dad earned too much money. Why would that penalize the kid? After removal and or termination. Legislative flaw. Then now even being terminated social security still counts them as dependents. Seems like the government just can't figure it out...imagine that:)
A "clean" closet at my house, in Fuzzy and Buzzy's room- what is all that junk? Necessities, yep.
This is what Fuzzy's underbed collection is. With his little sheepish grin he asks, "what's it matter?" And really it doesn't; however, at this rate it has become clear that cleaning and organization skills are non-existent and I cannot compromise on opportunities to maintain expectations of cleanliness . This of course, is after a many claims that he had cleaned up his things. I just wonder when he has taken some of these items. A full paper, wth? He loves receipts and has been known to want ones he finds in parking lots, random carts, or any other place. He has an emotional fixation with things and finds the most ridiculous things sentimental, all the while disregarding and not caring for things of actual value. Is that just cognitive impairment, RAD, or what? Where are the answers? If we have the answers it might matter...right? Since solutions are not dependent on answers, as my conceptually challenged children have reminded me...I guess it doesn't matter! But my house, my roof, my rules. And someday maybe the rewards can be seen. Key word is MAYBE.
