He hates school. I might have mentioned before that its hard most mornings to get happily out the door. At least we are getting out the door without tears most mornings this year. But now I get to hear "You're evil!", "You hate me!", "You just want me to get hit by a train!", "I should just kill myself!", "If this were a knife I would slash my throat with it!" (in reference to a spoon), "I don't love you!"
For the most part I try to treat these with humor. I figure if I give them too much importance he'll keep saying them. I don't laugh at him though. That only pisses him off more. And its disrespectful.
This morning he actually cried. But he also went to school. I didn't back down and I didn't bribe him. I finally ended up yelling at him to stop yelling at me. I know, I know...but I'm human and my sense of humor and patience only goes so far. He wanted me to apologize first. Um...I don't think so. "Why do you girls always want us to apologize first?" Say what!?! I don't know where he got that from. I told him that wasn't true and that I tell him I'm sorry when I need to, but this morning was not one of those times.
How will he be when I get him this afternoon? He'll be fine. Happy to see me and to be done with school. I might even get an apology.
I can't wait for him to outgrow this "I hate school thing." Unfortunately I don't think its going to happen...sigh...