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Monday, January 15, 2007

Hit It

As the boys were all getting ready for bed last night, Nat got antsy again. He started bouncing all around, looking out of windows (presumably checking the status of various lights outside). He ran upstairs with Ned, and followed him into Benji’s room. “Socks,” he said.
Oh, no, I thought. Now he’s after everyone to wear socks. Nat wears socks to bed, but I don’t, Ned doesn’t, Max doesn’t. And I did not know about Benj.
“No, Ben does not have to wear socks,” Ned said.
“Ben will put on socks,” Nat said.
Ben started to put on socks. Ben is a little afraid of Nat. Maybe a lot. That is one of the worst things in my life.
“Ben, you don’t have to wear socks!” said Ned, gently but firmly.
“I know! I’m going to take them off now!” said Ben. Here’s the other thing: Ben loves to taunt Nat, and get him back for making him so scared. It is a cycle. The Circle of Strife.
“Ben, you shouldn’t tease him,” said Ned. “You don’t have to wear socks, but you shouldn’t tease him.”
“Ben socks,” Nat said.
“He doesn’t have to — ” said Ned.
“HIT!” yelled Nat. “Want to hit!” But he didn’t.
They came downstairs. I don’t know if Ben had his socks on or off, in the end.
Nat said, “Want to hit!”
I smiled. “Natty, that is so good that you are telling me!” I rubbed his back.
Later, when he was in bed, I went in and hugged him and kissed him. “Nat, I am so happy that you said, ‘Want to hit’ but that you didn’t hit! That is so good!
“Yes.”
“Good night.”
“Good night, Mommy.”

4 comments

I can relate. Matthew, who’s 6, is afraid of his younger brother, who’s 4 and has autism. It can be so hard to balance their needs. It makes me so sad that he’s scared of what his brother might do.

— added by Anonymous on Monday, January 15, 2007 at 10:05 am

A situation that was teetering. Good for Nat to say he wanted to, but didn’t!

— added by Anonymous on Monday, January 15, 2007 at 10:29 am

Sam is not afraid of his siblings, and they are not afraid of him. But Sam hasn’t gotten into a knock-down fight with his little brother yet; little brother would clean his clock but good, if it came down to that. (Little brother was routinely knocking down a glider rocker and putting it back up, just for grins, casually, one-handed at times. If little brother pushes you, you KNOW it.)

— added by Julia on Monday, January 15, 2007 at 1:59 pm

It’s much easier to uneasrtdnd when you put it that way!

— added by Joni on Tuesday, April 19, 2016 at 11:08 am

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