Alien Abduction!!!

Once upon I time I had the sweetest little boy. He would do anything for his Mama. He was happy and easy going. Rarely did he ever throw a temper tantrum and when he did, he would always apologize and give hugs to make it better.

As he grew, he had the same personality. He would test his limits every now and again, but he was always so polite and kind. His sisters loved him and he loved them. He was a protector and a friend. He also had a little brother that loved him and wanted to be just like him.

This little boy was named Orion. His Mama was always so proud of him! He wanted to be just like his Daddy. He loved cars and trucks and building things. He always wanted to help cook in the kitchen and when I asked him to help clean up, he would say, "okay, Mama!" and do it right away. Oh, what I sweet little boy I had!

Suddenly, without warning my sweet little boy was abducted by aliens! He was taken away from me and in his place a strange being stood! This other being was tall and awkward, he was ornery and rude. If I asked him to do his job, he would yell at me and tell me that I make him do everything. I don't understand where this rude, disrespectful person came from. He looked like my Orion, but he didn't talk like him, he didn't smell like him, and worst of all, he didn't act like him.

I am convinced that my sweet little boy has to be in there somewhere. Every now and then I get a glimpse of that young man that was so polite, but all to quickly the alien rears his head back and bellows about how life isn't fair! He yells at me that I don't understand, that he hates me and that he doesn't want to be here anymore! I can't get rid of this alien, he holds my sweet little boy hostage inside of him somewhere.

I have an idea! Maybe if I can establish boundaries and lay down the law, but keep our dialogue open. Maybe, I can save that sweet kid inside. If I can patiently wait through the outbursts and teach this alien how to deal with all this emotion that he doesn't know how to deal with, maybe, my kind and loving child will emerge into a respectful amazing adult. If I can just walk him through this patchy time letting him know I will never stop loving him, I think, in the end, he might just be okay.