Sunday, October 12, 2008

I Love Saturday, I Hate Saturday

We have a strange thing that happens in our house every weekend just about (like most people I'm sure on some level). Our thing of course involves Casey.

Every weekend, he is happy as a clam throughout Saturday morning. This time of the day usually includes breakfast, watching Qubo on NBC (a little group of kids shows all together they show from 10am to 1pm, but there is also a Qubo cable channel that shows the same shows all the time and this is important to this tale later), and dilly dallying on the computer.

When he first discovered Qubo, we couldn't leave the house until 1pm, when it was over. This rule sorta went down the tubes later on thank goodness. But now, after the day is over and night begins to fall, Case begins to get very emotional about Saturday in general, saying that it's not Saturday, kids shows are not over, etc.. He gets to the point of crying and really upsetting himself.

We switched cable companies recently and found out we now had this Qubo channel, and thought the whole issue he had each week would be done, because he could watch "kid shows" anytime he wanted. This however, has not helped for whatever reason.

Last night Dad took him for a bike ride. I was in the kitchen awaiting their arrival back. Through the open window, I could hear very loud talking verging on yelling and knew it was not neighborhood kids, but my child back from his ride. Bill was clearly upset with him and he was in tears. Bill explained that the first half of the ride was good, but then for whatever reason, Case began his beligured monologue again on how kids shows are over and it's not Saturday and all that same stuff, and all the while, yelling it very loudly while riding. He also goes so far as constantly telling us that it's not 2008, it's 2006! Ok, whatever.

Later on, I was helping him get ready for bed when I was trying to reason with him about this whole silly Saturday routine and how he had to let it go. I finally got out of him that it made him sad that Saturdays and Sundays go by so quick and then it's Monday. Ok, a breakthrough, so I guess when night starts to fall, perhaps he's reminded that the kids shows he used to only enjoy in the morn are over, it's almost Sunday, and Sunday is very close to Monday. I thought I had it all figured out.

But it just broke my heart that it tortured him so to anticipate the weekends being over with. I don't believe it's because he dislikes school or anything like that, I think it's just that he gets his ultimate down time on the weekends and he loves it so much. I tried to explain to him that weekends were like cookies, or pizza, sort of a treat, and that you always get one, it never changes, they always come.

I laid down with him to watch the Wiggles Magical Adventure for the 800th time and he seemed calmer. Then, Dad came in to say good night and he starts yelling "It's 2006, it's not 2008!".

Bill quickly kissed him on the head and scurried out of the room.....I laid there and endured some more bitchin' until he fell asleep. Guess this problem wasn't solved after all......

Any suggestions would be truly appreciated!


kristi said...

I am about to post about TC and how our morning started out! I don't really have any suggestions, sorry.

Hang in there.

EC said...

It's possible that even though Casey enjoys school there's some anxiety related to the weekend (safety and routine of home) ending and the new week starting.

I can get quite anxious Sunday afternoons about the work week starting, even when all is going smoothly and happily at work.

Not sure if that helps, as Kristi said, hang in there.

Osh said...

Sounds like anxiety to me, but of course not being Casey I could be all sorts of wrong.

Casdok said...

Yes sounds like anxiety around transitions of one day to the next. A difficult one.

Marla said...

This is a tough one for M as well. Especially since she cannot grasp the passing of time at all.

I am guessing you don't have a DVR? Boy, would that come in handy for these shows he loves so much. Joe made a Myth T.V. to record our shows. If we did not have that M would be not very pleased. She needs wind down time where she watches the shows she loves.

Transitions are so hard. We still struggle with the weekend transitions here. Especially when J travels.

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kia (good enough mama) said...

We experience something similar here, though not related to television (not that T.v. isn't a HUGE part of our lives, mind you!)... My LIttle Man LOVES what he calls "Family Days." Basically, weekends. Days when daddy doesn't have to go to work. With our little guy, the truth works wonders. Not sure if this would work for you or not, but we tell him that while daddy loves family days as much as he does, daddy has to go to work to earn money so that we can pay for our house, our food, etc, etc, etc... It doesn't make it completely wonderful and rainbow-y good, but it does help Little Man to "get" why some days can be family days and others can't.

Long-winded is my middle name. ;)

Maddy said...

Anxiety and routine cast in cement. I suppose in real terms I'm drag in all the usual tools, social stories, PECs to show consequences and alternatives, some kind of limited substitute such as a tape / DVD of some of his favourites to stick at the end of the day as a reward for 'playing the game' during the rest of the day, some standard catchphrase response for each time that the same mantra emerges [but I'd think about it very carefully because I know I would be repeating it for the next five years!] some sort of vigorous exercise to take the edge off the wiggles and the apart from that I have absolutely no idea.