El Chupacobra is at it again. He was grounded for his antics – pierced ears, without permission & cursing out his parental figures with vim and vigor. As a consequence to his action he was grounded until the earrings came out AND then three weeks for cursing out his parents for nearly 60 minutes (we were in a car).
While grounded he found some time to cut class and go with another scum-bag of a child and smoke a bunch of weed. Then in his blazed up brilliance he returns to school and gets nabbed by the principal (who is of course looking for him for cutting class). He is all glassy eyed and messed up, and the principal is not a complete and total moron, so he is obviously stoned. I get a call from school explaining the situation and that I have to come get him. So I hop in the car and run off to school.
When I get there El Chupacobra is outside already. He walks over to the car and hops in, telling me to go as he has to go home get his work cloths and get to his McJob. As I am pulling out of the parking lot the principal come running out waving his arms and yelling. I of course stop.
The principal explains what has happened and that El Chupacobra just got up and walked out of the principal’s office right in the middle of the whole event. He explains that this child is “Not long for the school” and we leave.
Well it turns out that he forgot to tell me El Chupacobra was suspended until an expulsion hearing could be conviened.
All well and good, I went the next day and picked El Chupacobra up from school and put him in his room. Our house rules are that if you are suspended then you have to be in your bedroom for the hours school is in session. This is to prevent being suspended from being fun or even a neutral experience. Stupid stoned El Chupacobra is still grounded for his last great transgression and thinks that there will be no consequences for this. After all it happened at school so why should he have punishment at home?
Skipping ahead, he was expelled from school! This jeopardizes his placement here and creates huge head-aches for a lot of people, but that’s just our job and why should we be even the slightest bit upset? He even got angry that we are going to punish him for this as this was none of our business!
What a way to go through life! He just doesn’t get it. He cannot see how his actions impact anybody else around him! Even if her could see them, or when they are pointed out [or when his nose is rubbed in them like a puppy that soiled the rug] he chooses to just shrug it off.
We have not yet told him what his new [expulsion] consequences are going to be; although he thinks that just getting expelled is punishment enough. He is not getting a usage ticket, as the police are frustrated with all of his anti-social behaviors and referred the case up. The bad news there is that nobody at the county is going to prosecute the case, so he gets no consequences from the courts. What kind of a message are we sending this kid? ANSWER: “you can do whatever you want and the social consequences are nill.” When the channel 5 news team comes knocking on my door looking for an interview with the foster parents of the newly apprehended chainsaw killer of Minneapolis, I will have this post to point to and can sent them to talk with the DA.
In the mean time, my son decides that he is going to utilize the opportunity to f-up his relationship with his parents. We just finished punishing El Chupabobra for ear holes, when I get a call from him while at his bio-moms asking to put holes in his ears. When I tell him no he goes ballistic, cursing me out and eventually just hanging up on me.
So bio-mom (aka wonder woman – as in I wonder if she has two brain cells that aren’t totally baked) brings back my perfect little angel of a son. He storms into the house, throws his stuff and walks right back out the door.
He returns and proceeds to tell me he hates me and that I won’t let him express himself. Never mind that he has now cursed me out more than five times. So how am I stifling his expression? He then explains to me how I make him miserable and he can’t wait to turn 18, in of which on that day he is moving out. This to me is a great success story. I have successfully taken an emotionally destroyed child, who was an insidious bully, a nasty person, and generally a poor excuse for a human being and been so successful that he can and will move out into the world when he is 18! Hurray for us!
This is like the pinnacle of super parenting. Even the most well adjusted and behaved children, who turn 18, are years away from moving out. Here we are taking cellular garbage with a bad attitude and in less than 5 years having him willing to move out on his own. And the award for unreasonable goal attainment in the area of fu$ked up dirty sub-humans goes to…ME!
Well at any rate, he then tells me that he got his ears pierced..didn’t say how it happened…and that he was not taking them out. I explained that I was disappointed in his disobedience and that I want him to remove them. He is also grounded until they are removed. He promptly cursed me out for a good 10 minutes and stormed out of the house.
He came back 30 minutes later and demanded that I empty the garage so he could utilize his punching bag. Although he was acting like vile scum and demanding things, I did feel that utilization of his heavy bag would be a great thing. So I moved the car.
Not two minutes later, with bruised and bloody knuckles (don’t worry he is fine) he came back in and cursed me out again. Then he asked me if he could go live with wonder woman for the rest of the summer. So here I am, wanting to tell him that she is about the worst person in the world for him and that even the slightest exposure to her bull crap degrades his life, but I have to be resistant to lambasting her. “I don’t think that is a good idea.” was my best response, and that when he was just there he scarred his body against my express instructions.
Then it was twenty more minutes of his rants and curses.
1) He wants to look good, so he needs to have his ears pierced. I am f-ing up his look.
2) He needs to express himself and expressing himself makes him happy.
3) For the last year I have been making him miserable
4) My wonderful and lovely wife and I are just controlling a$$holes, who are hassling him about the earrings for no other reason than to be in control.
5) We are stifling him. He has no freedom.
Let’s remember that “He has no FREEDOM!” [Insert a good Mel Gibson’s Braveheart here].
1) He had a free car, which he refused to maintain so it broke and is essentially dead.
2) He has not had to have a job, as he concentrated on his schooling. Let’s remember that he failed 2 classes and is now NOT on track to graduate.
3) He has a midnight curfew.
4) We don’t limit who he associates with, even though his “friends” are selling liquor in school, trading hardcore porn, and getting expelled.
Oh to be 16 again
So the dear and wonderful child is back and screaming at me again for not letting him do whatever he wants. He is trying to negotiate now. He wants to go stay at his bio-moms.
…That went ever so well…
My son was just arrested.
1) Disorderly Conduct
2) Destruction of property
3) Resisting arrest
So do I have to give back the award for parenting?
Saturday, June 14, 2008
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