This is an example of classic Igor stubborn behavior:
He gets up in the morning wearing a t-shirt and cotton pajama pants. He is shivering and complaining about how cold it is in here. (It’s 70 degrees in here, but yeah it’s like 11 degrees outside and snowing, so…)
I suggest he put on long sleeves, maybe a sweatshirt, or even perhaps cover up with a blanket.
He continues to complain about how cold it is in here and decides he will sit up against the fireplace, which has a glass window over the gas fire flames.
I remind him of the obvious–that glass is very hot because there’s a fire behind it, be careful.
He says: It’s ok, I am just sitting here because I so cold.
I say: Don’t burn your skin, don’t touch that glass.
He’s 12 years old and I’m not going to get up and drag him forcefully away from the fireplace. I know he understands because he just warned the two year old not to touch that glass yesterday.
He says: It’s ok, I am just sitting.
He then leans the back of his bare arms onto the glass and burns them.
He cries and blames me because it’s so hot, and he’s angry.
I’m pretty sure this has more to do with his complex emotions of being forced to return to the orphanage and his unstable life in general, and probably is trauma related. I don’t take it personally. I know that he knows I didn’t burn his arms. But it’s still frustrating, and sad. It’s also kind of funny, in a heartbreaking way.
The kid has to burn his arms and act stupid in order to express emotion and receive comfort.
(By the way, his arms are perfectly fine. They touched the glass for about 0.0002 seconds.)