Sunday, February 14, 2010

Poor Guy


Michael told me last night, after a huge blow out because I asked him to find his gloves for today, he feels like he is getting sicker. He isn't hallucinating but he thinks the girls are trying to get him in trouble and we are all against him. He said he can't help but get into fights with Patches over and over and he wants to die. He had been violent towards me before this conversation and had to be held.

I'm up early this morning making Baked Beans, Homemade Mac and Cheese, and wrapping up the Ribs I cooked last night to take to my sister's. We are going to pick up Kiera's sister and meet up with her Mom for the day. We have a day of kickball, bonfire, and roasted marshmellows on the agenda. I can't wait.

4 comments:

Jennie said...

poor guy!

Babs said...

The only thing I'm doing early in the morning is whining. LOL. I left an award for you on my blog. Come get it k?

Kelly said...

hope you had a wonderful day.

I left you some sunshine on my blog. Come on over and grab it. :)

marythemom said...

Both of my RAD kids are often convinced that everyone is out to get them. It is so hard when that is focused inward to the family. That's how we know my daughter is doing better because she no longer refers to my youngest as "That Evil Little Brat" and accuses him of being out to get her and us of favoring him. *sigh*

Hugs and prayers,
Mary