Calming

Yesterday's sharing in open forum turned out to be a misbegotten mess that was closed by the CLs, but the rest of my therapy efforts were effective enough that yesterday was a calm and bonding day on this little ship of fools. The children couldnae even be tempted off the farm with breakfast out. I believe that is a first for them. They LOVE breakfast out. By mid-afternoon, my hyper-drive had calmed far enough to allow for a nummy yummy nap and renewed Christmas decorating of the new house. 

The children will be with the other grandparents when the house is cleared for move in. While we discussed that little disappointment, the house morphed in to the 20/20 house. I love the analogy play on the number 2020. May 2020 be a year of clear, ideal vision. Big Bro's initial reaction to the news of spending winter vacation with his mother's family, he reactively began making plans to move back there permanently. Mean rejection of everything here was part of the reaction. I am happy to say he appears to have found his balance in that equation. At least for now. He and Big Sis appear to be looking forward to coming back after a long-awaited vacation. Well. . . Long for a 6 and 3 year old in crisis. . .

I was able to manage my daily maintenence without much fluctuating this morning. A good night's rest was had by all. The other crew members of our little ship of fools seem to be waking on their own again, not quite so outrageously early as last week.

Time to get the school train in motion. . . Last week of school for 2019.