Re: My son and I had a fight!!! (long)

December 28, 2001

Jacquie:

This sounds very much like my perfectly horrid NT children.

Salli

December 28, 2001

> This sounds very much like my perfectly horrid NT children.

>

> Salli

I KNOW!!!!!! <laughing slightly hysterically, about to fall off chair...>

Jacquie

December 28, 2001

ROFL! Oh Jacquie, what a great story! Yeah for talking so

well, but man do I know what you mean about not appreciating the

words at that moment either. LOL. This is very exciting for to

be discovering how to use words to express himself. Of course you

get the fun job of being at the other end...but, still it's pretty

darned exciting. Congrats! Oh, and I hope you can take some tylenol

and feel better. :-)

December 28, 2001

Jacquie -

How splendid!!! I'm all choked up!!!

An argument!!! YEAH!!!

Penny :-))))

December 28, 2001

Jacquie....that story is hilarious. I get what you're saying and all, but

just the thought of being all excited about a " real " argument is so off the

wall funny! You just made my day. Congratulations?! LOL

Tamara

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Subject: My son and I had a fight!!! (long)

Date: Fri, 28 Dec 2001 08:56:54 -0500

A real, bona-fide argument!!!! I'm so excited!!!!

He woke me up this morning by running in and out of my room screaming that

he wanted pizza and pepperoni. I'd put a pizza crust on the counter to

defrost last night. Okay, fine. I got up, went pee, and was putting in my

contact lens when he raced into the bathroom yelling about pizza and whacked

my arm, sending the little flimsy disc flying...sigh. So I found it, jabbed

it in my eye...at the top of the stairs, he bellowed something about the

computer. I wasn't very pleasant.

Most days begin like this.

I made the pizza, with him jabbering and nagging me the whole time. I was

not feeling properly grateful for his interest or his words, having just

poked myself in the eyeball and given myself a headache all before 7:30 in

the morning.

Pizza done, I cut a slice and put it on a plate, put the plate on the table,

returned to kitchen. Dining table is just off the kitchen. " I don't want

pizza on my pizza, " he said. I stared at him. Then I calmly walked over,

took the plate, returned the slice to the pan, put the pan on top of the

highest shelf of the open shelves in the kitchen, and went to the fridge to

get myself a drink. When I turned around, he was standing right behind me.

" THAT WASN'T VERY NICE!!!! " he screamed. " NO, " I screamed back, (not being

a morning person and really resenting this whole morning thus far), " YOU

WERE NOT VERY NICE!!!! YOU SAID YOU WANTED PIZZA. I MADE PIZZA. YOU SAID

YOU DIDN'T WANT PIZZA!!!! "

" I SAID I DIDN'T WANT PEPPERONI!!!! " Like that makes it better. 'YOU TOLD

ME YOU WANTED PEPPERONI, THEN YOU WERE BITCHING AND COMPLAINING! "

" I WASN'T BIDDING! Bidding....Bitting...I WASN'T BITTING! "

" Fine. " I got the pizza down, put it on a plate, put the plate on the

table.

" THANK YOU!!!!!! " he screamed again.

Then he shoved a bunch of pepperoni in his mouth and said, " Mmmmmm....yummy

pepperoni. "

I ran to the bathroom, locked the door, and called my mom on the cordless,

laughing with joy. " MOM! " I yelled, nearly deafening her, " WE JUST HAD A

REAL FIGHT!!!!! "

Amazing the things you become grateful for.

My mom pointed out that this must be a result of the TMG. I mean, sure,

he's being a JERK...but he's definitely more INVOLVED than he ever has been

before, ever! And more expressive, too! And more emotional! And to be

able to stomp over and TELL me that he's angry with me, instead of just

crying...WOW!!!!!!!

So, although I still have a nasty headache, my eye hurts, and the kiwi I cut

up for myself tasted just like the onion I forgot to wash off my cutting

board last night, this has been a very good morning!

Jacquie

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December 28, 2001

In a message dated 12/28/01 9:00:07 AM Eastern Standard Time,

vhunnius@... writes:

> A real, bona-fide argument!!!! I'm so excited!!!!

>

> He woke me up this morning by running in and out of my room screaming that

> he wanted pizza and pepperoni. I'd put a pizza crust on the counter to

> defrost last night. Okay, fine. I got up, went pee, and was putting in my

> contact lens when he raced into the bathroom yelling about pizza and

> whacked my arm, sending the little flimsy disc flying...sigh. So I found

> it, jabbed it in my eye...at the top of the stairs, he bellowed something

> about the computer. I wasn't very pleasant.

>

> Most days begin like this.

>

> I made the pizza, with him jabbering and nagging me the whole time. I was

> not feeling properly grateful for his interest or his words, having just

> poked myself in the eyeball and given myself a headache all before 7:30 in

> the morning.

>

> Pizza done, I cut a slice and put it on a plate, put the plate on the

> table, returned to kitchen. Dining table is just off the kitchen. " I

> don't want pizza on my pizza, " he said. I stared at him. Then I calmly

> walked over, took the plate, returned the slice to the pan, put the pan on

> top of the highest shelf of the open shelves in the kitchen, and went to

> the fridge to get myself a drink. When I turned around, he was standing

> right behind me. " THAT WASN'T VERY NICE!!!! " he screamed. " NO, " I

> screamed back, (not being a morning person and really resenting this whole

> morning thus far), " YOU WERE NOT VERY NICE!!!! YOU SAID YOU WANTED PIZZA.

> I MADE PIZZA. YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT PIZZA!!!! "

>

> " I SAID I DIDN'T WANT PEPPERONI!!!! " Like that makes it better. 'YOU TOLD

> ME YOU WANTED PEPPERONI, THEN YOU WERE BITCHING AND COMPLAINING! "

>

> " I WASN'T BIDDING! Bidding....Bitting...I WASN'T BITTING! "

>

> " Fine. " I got the pizza down, put it on a plate, put the plate on the

> table.

>

> " THANK YOU!!!!!! " he screamed again.

>

> Then he shoved a bunch of pepperoni in his mouth and said, " Mmmmmm....yummy

> pepperoni. "

>

> I ran to the bathroom, locked the door, and called my mom on the cordless,

> laughing with joy. " MOM! " I yelled, nearly deafening her, " WE JUST HAD A

> REAL FIGHT!!!!! "

>

> Amazing the things you become grateful for.

>

> My mom pointed out that this must be a result of the TMG. I mean, sure,

> he's being a JERK...but he's definitely more INVOLVED than he ever has been

> before, ever! And more expressive, too! And more emotional! And to be

> able to stomp over and TELL me that he's angry with me, instead of just

> crying...WOW!!!!!!!

>

> So, although I still have a nasty headache, my eye hurts, and the kiwi I

> cut up for myself tasted just like the onion I forgot to wash off my

> cutting board last night, this has been a very good morning!

>

> Jacquie

>

WOW Jacquie...that's great.

I must add...this would make me happy too....the 1st, 2nd and maybe even the

3rd time....then it's time to remind them who brought them into this world....

Ron

December 28, 2001

Way to go . It is so nice to be able to have a fight with mom.

Lori

My son and I had a fight!!! (long)

A real, bona-fide argument!!!! I'm so excited!!!!

He woke me up this morning by running in and out of my room screaming that he

wanted pizza and pepperoni. I'd put a pizza crust on the counter to defrost

last night. Okay, fine. I got up, went pee, and was putting in my contact lens

when he raced into the bathroom yelling about pizza and whacked my arm, sending

the little flimsy disc flying...sigh. So I found it, jabbed it in my eye...at

the top of the stairs, he bellowed something about the computer. I wasn't very

pleasant.

Most days begin like this.

I made the pizza, with him jabbering and nagging me the whole time. I was not

feeling properly grateful for his interest or his words, having just poked

myself in the eyeball and given myself a headache all before 7:30 in the

morning.

Pizza done, I cut a slice and put it on a plate, put the plate on the table,

returned to kitchen. Dining table is just off the kitchen. " I don't want pizza

on my pizza, " he said. I stared at him. Then I calmly walked over, took the

plate, returned the slice to the pan, put the pan on top of the highest shelf of

the open shelves in the kitchen, and went to the fridge to get myself a drink.

When I turned around, he was standing right behind me. " THAT WASN'T VERY

NICE!!!! " he screamed. " NO, " I screamed back, (not being a morning person and

really resenting this whole morning thus far), " YOU WERE NOT VERY NICE!!!! YOU

SAID YOU WANTED PIZZA. I MADE PIZZA. YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT PIZZA!!!! "

" I SAID I DIDN'T WANT PEPPERONI!!!! " Like that makes it better. 'YOU TOLD ME

YOU WANTED PEPPERONI, THEN YOU WERE BITCHING AND COMPLAINING! "

" I WASN'T BIDDING! Bidding....Bitting...I WASN'T BITTING! "

" Fine. " I got the pizza down, put it on a plate, put the plate on the table.

" THANK YOU!!!!!! " he screamed again.

Then he shoved a bunch of pepperoni in his mouth and said, " Mmmmmm....yummy

pepperoni. "

I ran to the bathroom, locked the door, and called my mom on the cordless,

laughing with joy. " MOM! " I yelled, nearly deafening her, " WE JUST HAD A REAL

FIGHT!!!!! "

Amazing the things you become grateful for.

My mom pointed out that this must be a result of the TMG. I mean, sure, he's

being a JERK...but he's definitely more INVOLVED than he ever has been before,

ever! And more expressive, too! And more emotional! And to be able to stomp

over and TELL me that he's angry with me, instead of just crying...WOW!!!!!!!

So, although I still have a nasty headache, my eye hurts, and the kiwi I cut

up for myself tasted just like the onion I forgot to wash off my cutting board

last night, this has been a very good morning!

Jacquie

December 28, 2001

OMG!! LOL!! I'm falling off my chair!

Tuna

--- The Hunny Family wrote:

" I WASN'T BIDDING! Bidding....Bitting...I WASN'T

BITTING! "

" Fine. " I got the pizza down, put it on a plate, put

the plate on the table.

" THANK YOU!!!!!! " he screamed again. Then he shoved a

bunch of pepperoni in his mouth and said,

" Mmmmmm....yummy pepperoni. "

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December 28, 2001

>

> Jacquie....that story is hilarious. I get what you're saying and all, but

> just the thought of being all excited about a " real " argument is so off

the

> wall funny!

Tamara:

Last year I was all excited because Putter stole something. It was at speech

therapy and he took a farmer and a tractor and he hid them in his backpack.

I said doubtfully to Putter's speech therapist the next day, " Well, I don't

suppose he really understood what he was doing... " and she responded

happily, " Are you kidding? He took them and then he HID them in his

backpack. It's great! He knows! "

And it was.

Odd things we parents of ASD kids celebrate but there you have it.

Salli

December 29, 2001

WOW!

CHRIS