today was a day...

today was a day...where many of my buttons were pushed. It was a day of testing and more testing. It was a day of a battle of the wills. There was good in today. If I look closely back I can remember it. It was a fairly good morning. It seemed to go downhill fast after naptime and then right off a cliff.

He lost the priviledge of playing outside unsupervised for three days. For getting into something he got into yesterday and I told him that it was off limits. Yet today he decided to choose his own way instead as he knew I was busy cooking supper. He is not thrilled. But the consequences need to be bigger than just a time-out. Time-outs don't really seem to be all that effective. He loves the freedom he has to go in and out of the house to play during his 'free' time. He is an outside kid. So the fact that he will be only able to go out when I am free is going to be hard on both of us for the next three days.

right now if I had a bottle of wine, I'd pour myself a big glass.

today is a day that I told my four year old at 615, that I was done for the day. I dragged him off to his bedroom kicking and screaming, put his pjs on and put him to bed for the night. He is NOT impressed. He is NOT thrilled or the least bit happy about the idea. He has tried EVERY excuse he can think of to get out of his bed. Thirsty, need to pee, wants a bedtime snack, bedtime story etc. He has tried negotiating. He has tried applogizing and everything else. Yet I stick to my decision. I am done for the night.

I love him dearly. It is days like today where I wish that I had someone in my life that I could tag off with. So I could go for a long walk and pray or curl up in a nice hot bath with some worship music blasting. I wish my MIL was home because talking to someone who understands 'him' is so encouraging.

Things have been going so well lately. I haven't used his behaviour charts in a long time and so I took them down last night. sigh. Maybe they are destined to hang on my wall forever...I guess they are back up for tomorrow. He saw me take them down. I guess I should have thrown a talk to him about how they were coming down because he was so much better at making good choices as of late.

Atleast now that it is 6:55 the wailing has stopped. He has accepted his fate. And is quiet on his bed. Not to say he won't still try some more testing and negotiating this evening but atleast the house is quieter. I need a bigger house! :)

I'd like one with an upstairs and a finished basement. With a yard but where we can still have our chickens and anyother critters we may wish to aquire in the future. It doesn't have to be fancy. It can't have carpet (if it does it will be one of the first things that gets changed, mostly due to allergies) And it most importantly it needs to be affordable for my one income family.

My other blessing is out of the tub and ready for some pjs, snuggles, stories and his 'pancake' (his blanket)

 here is CO doing his favorite thing these days. Climbing HIS tree.