Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Response.

We went with fresh paint.
And a 5 year old standing with me, holding a spill rag.
We tried to talk about how HE felt when he did this.  At first, he went with "nothing," but before the day was over, he could say he was worried about the kids at school.
Last night, new crayon in the bedroom.  I cringed, but ignored it.  Some wise adoptive parents and a teacher to some really messed up kids suggested this.  Really, no consequence makes a difference.  So its our own frustration and pride that we need to bury.
I still haven't  found that darn black crayon.  Please, no art supplies for his birthday.

1 comment:

  1. Blessings! Etienne will get there, just not in our timing. It reminds me of how we must seem to God at times. ((((hugs)))) to my friend in "ignore mode" :)

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