Since we've been mostly home we thought we'd give potty training another shot (after a couple weeks of psychological warfare). SOLD! Brennan's going on his own now all the time. He still has accidents, but not very often. We didn't have to intervene much. I just told him if he wanted to wear diapers like a baby, I'd have to treat him like a baby in every other way: no more helping, pressing buttons, getting dressed, feeding the dog, feeding himself. He likes being a big boy so that's all it took. Kids with OCD take a long time to knock out of a routine... so, while it may seem like it'd be confusing to go back & forth like we did, it's actually a way of relieving stress from a highly routined OCD child. I wish I would have done it this way with Tristan instead of the "never look back" way. All our boys are routined little obsessive compulsive children. They're a different breed.
I got a horrible phone call early this morning from someone I used to work with. A friend of mine, who was stationed in Iraq, was killed yesterday in her sleep when her trailer was hit. SGT Trista Moretti was an amazing person. She had an impact on so many lives in so many places. It's going to be tough for everyone (like me) who can't make it to Jersey to say goodbye. I've been crying off and on all damn day. It seems so unfair. I hate this war and don't agree with it, but I don't think she died in vain. She died for everyone else out there. They fight for each other, not a cause, not their government. That's what I miss about the Army. I miss my comrades. Trista was hilarious and beautiful and had this great Jersey accent. We used to play word games and gossip and eat lunch together every day. We would laugh all day long while we "worked" haha. I remember when she first got to the unit I told everyone some bitchy chick with an accent was in the...
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