We're entering the third week of summer vacation, and although I like having both Scott and Robby home, I have been tapping into the Tylenol bottle on a regular basis. I feel like I've assumed yet another job, this time Referee. Who would have thought that a 6 year old and a 46 year old would bicker so much!
I'm sure that part of
the problem lies with the oppressive heat. Since our pool collapsed,
we've been relegated to indoors to escape the 100 degree plus
temperatures. Apparently there is such a thing as too much together
Robby and his Daddy are obviously going through a
stage which, I might add, is most unpleasant. The two of them
clash and are bringing out the worst in each other. Robby becomes
irritable and frustrated with his Daddy. He wants to be completely
independent and refuses to ask for help even when it is obviously
needed. Scott is having a difficult time allowing Robby to try and fail
and insists on providing "guidance."
Whether it be
with a video game, working on the computer, or playing with his toys,
Scott has been zealous in offering assistance. Robby becomes frustrated
and angry that his Daddy won't allow him to do it by himself. Scott
becomes irritated with Robby's frustration, and before I know it, I'm
separating my two "boys."
While both "boys" have been occupying themselves with various electronic
devices, I have been spending my days responding to their various
squawks for help, drinks, snacks, information, or attention. Despite my
running around responding to various requests, the option is still
better than having the two of them in the same room for an extended
amount of time.
I am hoping that this is simply a phase in
their relationship and is not an indication of things to come. The hot
weather is supposed to break soon, and I'm optimistic that time outside the house
will help the situation. If it doesn't, I'm seriously considering
running away from home!