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.
This will be a gleefully uneventful post, but I thought I should at least inform everyone of our whereabouts during Frankenstorm. On Friday the landfall predictions were further south, which had the eye passing near our tiny town after obliterating Dover, DE. We happen to be surrounded by water. The Patuxent River on one side, Chesapeake Bay on the other, plenty of swamps and creeks in between. Not a good prospect. Josh and I had gone out that night to try and secure supplies and already, there were no batteries or flashlights. We also don't have a grill and thought "we'll try Lowe's tomorrow"I mean, most people already own grills... right? Everything in our house is run on electricity (including the water pump for the well) except for the fireplace. I don't know what builders are thinking when they do that. I at least want a gas stove and water heater! So, anyways. We got a few hours of sleep before trying to brave the crowds...
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