I agree Mariah. To tell a kid they got cancer because God was mad at them is pure child abuse, IMO.
But on the flip side, there are too many parents who don’t let their child suffer any consequences because of their actions, if they can help it. I kind of wonder if that’s why the kid thought it would be OK to slip into the gorilla cage even though he surely knew that he shouldn’t.
My DIL is one of those kinds of mothers, and yesterday was a case in point.
My son’s stepson, Mikey, is 9. My son and his wife got together when Mikey was 4. He constantly tries to get attention, mostly by doing super annoying things. If the baby is doing something that makes us laugh, he’ll immediately do the same thing so we’ll look at him. Well, a baby pulling a popsical apart with his hands and shoving pieces in his mouth is cute. A 9 year old doing the same thing is not cute.
He is extremely intelligent, might even be pushing the genius range (hard to tell because of his behavior, but do I see flashes of it) but he has zero social skills (they’re working on it all, counseling, medication, etc.) He knows how to push adult buttons, which is how he gets attention, although most of it is negative attention. Since my son came into his life, Mikey improved in so many ways, but the button pushing thing still works on his Mom, so he’s at it constantly when she’s around.
Yesterday Mom brought him and his 1 year old brother and 2.5 year old sister over to me to watch for a bit so she could go to a funeral. Mikey sits in the back, between the two car seats.
When Mom got out of the car to unstrap the babies, my grandson climbed over the front seat to get out of the car faster, so he wouldn’t have to wait for one of the kids to be unstrapped, which he’d been told not to do before.
He got out of the car… and then keyed the master lock button before he closed the door. Mom’s keys were still in the car and she hadn’t yet opened the door to get the babies out.
I know, without a doubt, he did it just to annoy her. He envisioned her going, “Why did you lock the door??!!” and then just unlocking it.
Yeah, well, this is what actually happened.
As it dawned on him what he had done the child was beside himself with remorse…as he should have been. He was just pacing and pacing ,sometimes with his hands on his head. He started sobbing. I finally took a little pity on him and and “Try not to worry. We will get them out if we have to take the whole car apart, bolt by bolt. Your parents will just have to buy a new car.”
”NEW CARS COST TOO MUCH MONEY!!” he cried.
I just nodded. (Replacing windows costs too much money too.)
At one point he went and got a brick. I said, “That’s a very good idea. We’ll use it if we have to.” You can see it lying in the grass in that picture.
It was an agonizing 15 minutes for him. It must have seemed like an eternity. I really felt sorry, really bad for him, but I kept my self from reaching out.
Mom ignored him, which was fine, but as soon as they got the kids out she started holding him and petting him, telling him it was OK, it wasn’t his fault, it was an accident, he didn’t need to feel bad. But it wasn’t a fucking accident and it WAS his fault. And letting him feel that guilt and remorse was the right thing to do, not try to take it away.
Then she left for the funeral. I didn’t let him off the hook, not one little bit. I did tell him I knew he didn’t realize what was going to happen, but let that be a lesson in disobedience. You never know what could happen, and we tell him to do things, or not to do things, for very good reasons.
One time he almost drowned in the lake because he was being disobedient. He scared the crap out of himself, and I reminded him of that incident.