Faith and Jason are suppose to be doing sibling rivalry therapy. Well its family therapy but I call it sibling rivalry. They fight all the time. I’m afraid that one day when I’m not there that they will hurt each other. I think I have reason too. Especially since Jason has threatened to kill Faith three times now. It’s hard to imagine that a seven year old will threaten such a thing but he does. He feels absolutely no remorse. There is several problems with Faith going to this therapy. Faith is scared of Jason but yet she fights with him. She expects and rightly so that I will protect her. Faith doesn’t feel protected by their therapist at all. You have to understand in all the previous family therapy sessions, the therapist has chosen Jason over her. Then of course there is the issue of being afraid to get too close to this therapist because in Jason’s eyes…she is his therapist. Not Faith’s. I’m not sure how to handle that but I keep on plugging.
By the way, that is an Easter egg on Faith’s head. I had to post it. I saw it and it just hit my funny bone. Nothing much does right now.
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have an older sister (by 2 1/2 yrs.) and hsetonly we barely fought at all- including both the youngster wanting/sharing dynamic time and the teenage years. Really. This is not just my memory but family and friends input as well. How did we/ my Mom do it? Not sure. Some of it was that we had so few toys to even fuss over, and some of it was that being children of a single mom who needed to move a few times during our school years, made us need each other more. When I was young, my sister was my hero and she in turn treated me, not just with big-sisterly caring, but with respect too. Now my daughter and son are only just entering the stage of both desiring the same spot to sit and the same toy to play with. So I don’t have much input yet, but we do talk a lot about the feelings and needs of all people in our household and as the compassion grows so may the desire to share sound time/ toy time/ together time. we will see.