They will cut off their nose to spite their face. Once this is understood everyone else can just stand back and watch.
*Every* single time I am in the kitchen cooking, the hypervigelence takes over and walks Middle-One into the kitchen so that he can see what I am making and how much of it there is. This allows him to plan for himself, but does not give much practice in trusting Mom.
This morning I was preparing breakfast. Here comes Middle in to see what I am cooking. He says good-morning and as usual leans and looks past me scanning the counter and stove (he will literally push me out of the way for this). He correctly surmises that I am making grits and toast, and incorrectly added scrambled eggs (maybe wishful thinking LOL). I told him that yes, that was right, on most accounts. He responded with
"yum!"
and then I said
"you must be in here to get a hug. "
*Hugged him*.
Then he paused and asked
"Can I have oatmeal?"
I smiled and said, "Sure sugar, I think the Waffle House serves it... you better get going if you want to get there.
He LOLed... He doesn't like oatmeal.
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