Last week in the middle of the therapist appointment, I completely changed my mind and I made a deal with Second Son. I told him that I would buy him the damn diapers, wipes and trash bags if he would clean up after himself. If he would be more social, dress better, take better care of himself, etc...
Well it's been a week and it is interesting. I think this backward thinking may make him actually grow up. He wants to be a baby, but by indulging that one habit, I am completely insisting he grow up, and he doesn't see it. I hope, hope, hope this works!
I "quit" my job today. I don't know if it is permanent or just a sabbatical. It's probably permanent. I hate leaving, but I hate going even more. My kids need me.
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