My 9 year old daughter, who we are still working on an 'offical' diagnosis of but the testing indicates she will fall in the austism spectrum, is driving me and her siblings insane by getting into EVERYTHING! Yesterday while her 11 year old brother wasn't home she went into his room and sprayed Tag so thick it could be smelled across the neighborhood. She got into her 15 year old sisters purse and took some items to her to tell her she needed to start using them. She will disappear at a store because she needed to go to the bathroom but it never occurs to her to ask. She used to wander off at home all the time to the neighbors until I grounded her. We combat the disappearing in public by dividing up and keeping an eye on her but it is scarey to go anywhere with her because you never know if something is going to catch her attention and she will wander off. I while I need the help I feel it is unfair to her brother and sister not to get to enjoy being out because they are glued to her. She sees me and her sister shave our legs so she shaved her arms and told me a week after she did it. Cheyenne proudly pointed out she didn't cut herself but I am greatly rattled about this because that could have been really ugly! She disappeared from the school cafeteria once but the school didn't tell me they found her in a closet 45 minutes later until they found her of course. While that puzzled me at the time it makes sense now. She couldn't take all the noise so she went somewhere quiet. But this thinking she doesn't need anyone frightens me. One time I gave her a tylenol for a headache so she took one herself. We all know how to baby proof a house but those little latches don't work at age 9. She digs through my coat pockets and dresser drawers. I have lost count of the number of times I have said 'if it isn't yours stay out of it!' Any suggestions besides someone standing over her shoulder at ALL times tied to her for extra security by a logging chain she can't break would be greatly appreciated.
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