Day 1.
So far things are running smoothly here on the eastern front of the Ankle Biter Invasion (now referred to as ABI).
Soon after the ABI started this morning, we had our first small skirmish. The smallest ABI had decided that he did not want his camp leader (read mother) to leave him here. After working to make a distraction, to possibly help with her safe extraction, it was agreed upon that he would have to deal with the reality of the situation.
As the camp leader left, he lets us all know just how unhappy he was with that course of action. He decided to show us how he would react under strained situations in the future.
He is the master at jello as human form.
It is because of this talent I dub him Jello Boy, or Jelloy for short.
It is a skill that should be awed and respected. To turn one's self into a heap of quivering goodness that cannot be held or contained, is truly an art form. Not unlike martial arts.
I soon got Jelloy under control and contained. Everything was well again.
After participating in hand-eye coordination exercises (read video games) for all of 1/2 an hour, it was decided they had had enough of this form of training. I could see that they were turning restless. It was not going to be pretty.
It was agreed upon that some textile therapy (read play doh time) was in order. The sensation of squishing the dough between the fingers, and building things that could not be used as weapons in the short term, is a key stress reliever for the ABI. It keeps them occupied, so I can reinforce the perimeter of the compound. (Read-cleaning the house)
The textile therapy was a huge success. They did the therapy for an hour or so before tiring of it.
That brings us to the present.
They are currently in the Activities Center (read play room). In this room, they will learn how to compromise, and get along. There is also the possibility that they may, while in there, figure out a way to over throw my rule. I have no fear that this may happen at the moment. For the moment all is well and quiet.
More updates as time allows.
Signing off.
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