… want to go with him as he knocks on all our neighbor’s doors until he’s invited in for a playdate. He truly doesn’t get why Mom doesn’t want to do a lemonade stand. (Oh my god, collecting money from strangers for a shitty cup of probably expired lemonade I’ve had …
Christ, that kind of stuff is exhausting (one introvert to another).
I have a pseudo nephew (not married to the guy I’m with but we’ve been together too long and are too old to say dating) who, at times, is the most taxing child I’ve ever met. Just this weekend, we went to a pool party for his baby sister, where my pseudo son did his college history, my pseudo daughter read a book (as did I) and my significant other socialized with his relatives and played with the birthday girl while the other kids swam and gorged on pizza. The nephew, who is 7, has been something of a handful and, alas, I’ve only ever been around him when he is loud, moody, demanding, and an absolute know it all. I’m sure he has a warm side, but I’ve not witnessed it through birthdays and holidays. I guess he is just a difficult child. Poor thing was not getting the attention he wanted nor would his friend play with him how HE wanted to play. So he marched over to his mother, who was already very busy dealing with a number of guests and an infant, demanding she sort it out with her motherly justice. Ultimately, she answered, “Exactly what would you like me to do? I can’t make someone do what you want them to do. He didn’t do anything wrong by telling you no.” Inside I applauded. He needs to learn he can’t always get his way and have things how he wants it.