Glad it is Friday

For most people the weekend is whoooo hoo. I sometimes feel that way, but school is approaching summer break I am thinking like AGGGG NOOOOO. This weekend is going to be filled with running up and down the road bent for election. I have to say that my son's day treatment is starting to see the true teen that he is. Which is great, that is like a cheerleading happy kick because they get to encounter what I do every day. The nice is that we are working on ways to help my son with anger management so he don't act out like the incredible hulk when angry.

Today I have to say was not so bad. My son was up at 5:30 this morning, and happy, me not so much. 5:30 is hard when you go to bed at midnight. But I covered the dark circles and went on with the morning routine, praising my son for getting up and getting ready for school. Can't be upset when they show incentive. I suppose you can but, I try to see the positive when things suck, hoping my son will catch on. He had a great day at school as well, and I am proud of him, I know he hates all the consequences for his poor choice of action but it is the only way he will learn. Sometimes you have to write out what you expect of them ( I do) but I have my son sign his name on it to show he understands and doesn't have any questions regarding the expectations. He does believe me now that when he chooses to avoid school and uses his disorder as a crutch he will have community service on early morning Saturdays and will have additional days added to his day treatment program ( day treatment is only 4:30 to 7 mon-thur)
So far he has only had to do the Saturday community service once.

tomorrow is another day.