Seems we moved her (very important, have to have for school! NOT.) sketchpad from the dining table. (No, it doesn't belong there. Yes, she was told it would be moved by ME if she didn't take care of it). We have had screaming fits (I got to hear one....not fun!), throwing things, and....she....apparantly dumped BLEACH on my DOWN PARKA. My lovely, oh-so-warm-and-necessary-for-me-to-survi
Yea, I know she can't help it - her routine got changed and she went to pieces. However, we've worked on coping skills.....this is beyond silly. The last I heard, she was going to be physically carried out of the house if she didn't walk out on her own (Oh...and she was refusing to put on a coat. It's 36* this AM. Not my problem - she won't freeze to death on the short walk into the school building.)
I am very, very glad I don't homeschool her...because honestly? Days like today would put me in jail. :sigh: Or in AA.....
I'm going to dig up the doc's # and give her a call......we gotta do something, because this? Isn't working.
I don't even want to mention report cards......1 honor roll, and 1 barely hanging in - guess who's who? :rolls eyes: