Cooper had a long couple weeks off from school. Rather, Cooper had a break from school and mom lost her mind. And so did dad. I think we were both actually excited to go back to work. And I see it more and more how much Cooper needs structure. I also need structure. Cooper would watch movies ALL DAY if we let him. And oddly enough there is an emotional strain on me when he does that. I feel like such a failure. I was looking through pictures getting ready for this blog and I was shocked at how almost every picture is of Sawyer doing and activity and Cooper in the background watching a movie. It’s heartbreaking too me.
Anyhow, Super Cooper has started a new phase. Long gone are the days of sucking on his blankets and t-shirts, the throwing of any object big or small, the sucking on tooth brushes, and the tantrums. Now, we have entered a somewhat silly, destructive phase. And it’s going to push me over the edge. I swear.
It started simply enough. Cooper couldn’t handle any type of blanket, pillow or even bigger cushions to be on couches. He would knock them off. No matter how many times I picked them up he would knock them off. Fine. I made a rule…no blankets or pillows in the living room. It was a sanity thing. And for a long time it was good. Then a few weeks ago while I was changing the sheets on Cooper’s bed, the little prince realized that he had a mattress pad on his bed. It’s one of those foam egg carton things. And so it began.
He carried it around the house. He wrestled with it. On it. Under it. He played hide-and-seek with it. And so on. We’d make Cooper’s bed and he would take it apart. Off came the sheets, the pad, and sometimes even the mattress. My sanity waivered. Like, really waivered.
We resorted to only making his bed before nap and bedtime. And as soon as we closed the door he would tear apart the bed. Upon checking on him he would be curled up with a tiny blanket on the mattress. I had this thought….’what kind of horrible mother let’s her child sleep on a cold mattress.’ Raises Hand. This mother!
And then it progressed to our bed. To toilet paper. To diapers. To laundry baskets full of clean clothes. Destruction with a capital D.
I’ve watched Cooper a few times while he is doing these acts. The kid seriously can’t help himself. It’s almost like his brain isn’t even check in while he is doing it. It’s like he is on auto pilot.
So, school is back in session. Thank God.
A few pictures to plead my insanity case. It’s non stop. I leave a room and I come back to this. Pretty soon my house is going to be empty. Sigh. Next phase please.