3 Cops

This morning while I was sleeping in, my husband got Jonathan started ..ing his cleaning up from Sunday. He mostly needed to finish picking up. When I got up, my husband mentioned that Jonathan started to rage, but after giving is a lot of consideration, he decided not to rage. Then, soon after I got up, Jonathan started raging. I'm not even sure what got it going. I was just kind of working on my own things. Hubby suggested we retreat to the bedroom again. We did and checked on him frequently again.

Shaving cream on my chair this time, TV on again, hubby tried opening the breaker, but Jonathan figured the breakers out and had the TV back on again. My hubby went out and disconnected the cable. He hasn't figured that one out yet. I went out and told my son that I heard he put the shaving cream on my chair. I just wanted him to know that even if he was treating himself like garbage, I didn't think he was. His therapist talked to him on Thursday about him treating and viewing himself like this. We are watching "24" again. We decided that in one more episode we will go out and baby him.

BUT, my dear husband just got a surprise when he went out to check on our sweet son. There were 2 cops in the living room and a third one arriving. Jonathan had dialed 911. He told them he saw someone driving by and he was scared. With the cops appearing on alert, but not too sure how to take the situation, my husband explained that he was raging and we retreated to the bedroom. They asked if we usually do this. He told them we started trying this last weekend. They noticed Jon's pants were wet. He admitted that he sat in my wet chair - lol. My husband asked if they had received the memo about RAD and they all nodded. He explained that Jonathan had been throwing things at us and this was a lot better than it had been last week when he raged, and that he is making progress. He told them what the kitchen floor looked like last week and that that is what the smell in the house is from. Somewhere between pinesol and mentholatum. They all nodded in recognition of the odor. As they were leaving, one of them noticed some white foamy stuff on the porch, Jonathan admitted to spraying something out there. My husband thought it was my shaving cream. My husband had Jon start to clean it up and said it dries like latex paint. We just found out, as Jon showed us the empitied bottles in the garbage, that it was white shoe polish. My husband said, "man, Jonathan, I'm glad you told me that! I was getting concerned about was mommy was putting on her legs." They thought my husband worked nights. He told them he works days and where he works. He told them, "that my wife is a stay at home mom and gets the brunt of it." With recognition on their faces, they all nodded to this. They looked a bit uncomfortable with the whole situation and unsure how to assess it. He said the older officer looked a little more comfortable with it. This officer told Jonathan that he didn't want to discourage him from calling 911, but it's only for emergencies. They asked for our cell phone numbers. I am sure they are all talking about the crazy parents at this house.