Tuesday, August 06, 2002


Tuesday, August 06, 2002

We had our regular weekly session Monday. They come to our house for counseling/therapy. It’s still in the beginning stages so there is still a lot of information gathering involved.
Friday they did an art project about what makes them happy to be living where they are. It turned out really good and they all did a good job.
Monday was more of a “team” effort on the kids part to draw our family. They had to work together and agree on what they wanted in the picture. They did that part pretty well. They lost their focus after that though. They were supposed to draw themselves and what made them special. They just got totally silly and didn’t want to do it. I try not to correct them too much so the therapists can get a feel for the kids. But she did want me to tell the kids how I thought they did behavior-wise. I told them I thought they did really well with the group project, but that they fell apart for the second one. I told them it showed disrespect for the therapist and that she wasn’t asking for that much of their time and they could have tried harder to finish the whole thing.
She also began to explain to them how their behavior is a reflection on us. I still don’t think the boys get it or care to get it, but at least our daughter seems to.
Our oldest got out of bed an hour after bedtime and was terrified cause his door was moving. It had stormed off and on all day and the it was still a little windy. His window is open, his fan is on and the hall fan is on. I explained that it was just the wind. He didn’t seem to want to hear it. He just wanted it to stop. I explained to him that they all laughed earlier that evening cause the wind was blowing the chairs on the patio and they had to go gather them up so they wouldn’t blow away and that he wasn’t scared about that. He just can’t seem to make the connection between reality and imagination. How do we make him understand??????


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