I tried to change the title of this thread, because it looks as though I'm asking about other people's children rather than your own, but the forum will neither let me change the title nor delete the thread and start over. (And I usually regret it when I've just used the forum for venting. Oh well.)
I'm mostly looking for stories and commiseration. I can give myself advice all day long.
Our son drives us crazy. We love him dearly, but I think my blood pressure goes up whenever I'm around him.
He is very self-centered. I keep reminding myself that I am too, and I'm 46 not 10.
If you ask him to do anything at all, nine times out of ten, he sneers like he's 16 instead of 10, and he has a horribly disdainful tone to his backtalk. (Why in my day, I'd get switched for that, though of course, we don't switch people in this household).
He whistles very loudly and very shrilly much of the time he is home.
He is obsessed with purchasing things. His sister saved up her allowance and finally bought the American Girl doll that she has always wanted and I refused to buy for her because I think they're an expensive rip-off. As soon as it arrived, my son started pouring through the catalogue. He wants to buy several hundred dollars of accessories "for his sister," which is nice, but he also wants to use that as leverage to play with her. He also plans to buy a boy and girl doll set that look like him and his sister. Again, sweet, but why? Hasn't any of my frugality rubbed off on my children? The need to purchase something seems to make up about 75% of his conversation. I just don't get it, and I spend most of my time saying "no, we're not going to do that. We're not buying dry ice. We're not driving all the way to Albuquerque to go to the Natural History Museum so you can hang around the gift shop and announce what you want." He can spend literally hours in a gift shop. When he has money with him, he will pick things up, put them back, look at other things, go back around, ad infinitum. I always swear that I will never, ever go into a store with him. Then I forget and take him with me on a quick errand that ends up taking all afternoon because he's obsessed with buying things. He doesn't understand the guy code of run into the store, grab the item, pay and run out.
He is ALWAYS bored. At least he seems to look that way.
I'll put on some music and start dancing, or I'll be doing something else that makes me happy, and I'll try to get him involved and he just scowls. He's the big dark cloud in the family at times.
When I buy him something, instead of being grateful, it always seems to be a gateway to wanting something else. He needed new goggles for summer camp. (I, of course, made it through most of my childhood without goggles of any kind. For him, it's a necessity of life). He did say "thank you" which I guess is unusual these days, but as soon as we walked out of REI, he said, "now, all I need is a snorkel."
I know all of this seems terribly normal and pedestrian. It's par for the course for much of parenting, but he's been going on in the same vein for his entire childhood. Sometimes I just want to scream. All sorts of obscenities crowd my head when he opens his mouth to declare what he's going to buy, or what he needs, or how yucky the dinner I've been making is. I'm very, very careful to keep my frustrations to myself when there isn't anything constructive I can say. I let him know how pleased I am to be his father, and I really am, but I wish I could redirect him into more positive, (and frugal) activities.
Luckily, he also has an extremely sweet side, (that's him asleep in my arms in my member photo). He may be self-centered, but he can also be very empathic and demonstrates his caring for other people. His main difficulty, I think, is that he lives in a family of introverts and readers, and he is an extreme extrovert. I think we all have a tendency to flee from him. I work very hard to include him and play with him and spend time with him, even though it drains me, but it still can be difficult.