I had a long, and somewhat one-sided, discussion with one of my 16-yr-old autistic daughters yesterday.
Basically, she told me that, while she understood she'd been naughty, the punishment of taking her computer priviliges until after lunch seemed a little excessive and that, if her mother was around (Senior Management is off on a business trip for a couple of weeks), she'd no doubt agree.
When that approach didn't work, she resorted to questioning my parenting skills and even went so far as to suggest that my old gran's approach to discipline seemed positively indulgent compared to the strict regime I enforce at home.
Of course, what she actually said was, "LAPTOP! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! LAPTOP! I WANT LAPTOP! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! LAPTOP!" but over the years, I've learned to read between the lines. This went on for perhaps twenty-five minutes with me calmly walking her back to her bedroom (where she's allowed to vent her frustrations as loud and long as she likes) every time she ran downstairs to scream in my face.
My ears are still ringing.
Happily, she calmed down eventually and my (normally) cute and cuddly daughter came back to me.
How was your weekend?