Friday

I took Emily to hopefully her last Friday at the behavioral health clinic. Hopefully. Josh and I are at chickfila for breakfast. Yesterday I ended up having to spank him twice for pooping his pants. After praying about it, I decided to bribe him with m&ms. So, after a discussion about it being his choice to get m&ms or a spanking, he pooped in the potty without getting any in his pants this morning. We are on our way to Walmart for his m&ms when we are done here. After Walmart, we are going to hang with Gingerbread until time to pick up Emily at 4. Speaking of Emily, I feel like there's something brewing. I don't think she's intentionally planning anything, but I feel like she has the attitude or even maybe just a habit of keeping a watch out for any opportunity to be dramatic or cause a scene. I don't know what to do with that. I don't believe she would act on anything right now because she wants to see her mom this weekend. But after that, I think she'll see the emotional freefall from her mom going home as her excuse to do whatever she wants to cope. She at least has one more day, Tuesday, at the center before they discharge her completely. We shall see.