We left town last week to pick our daughter up. She was hurting Jonathan and has been in a therapeutic foster home in Arizona for almost 4 months. We finally have a foster home that should be appropriate for her in our state and she can be under state care which will help us financially. Our son doesn't know she is back in the state. When I told him we were trying to get her back into the state he started acting up and verbally let me know he was scared too. So, we are choosing not to tell him yet, that she is here.
When we picked Jonathan up on Monday, we were told that he had wet his pants at school. I thought this a bit strange since he hasn't done this since first grade and even that was not a true accident. He chose to wait too long, as we found out in the questioning. So, here he is in third grade, Mom & Dad are gone and he suddenly has this problem?
The dad in the family where he was staying, is a teacher at his school. He ran home to get fresh clothes for Jonathan. Apparently he even needed a new shirt. I heard from the mom that the dad had taken a pajama shirt for Jonathan. She said this was why he never picked out the clothes for their kids - lol. I gather that Jonathan commented when he got home from school about the fact that he had to wear a pajama shirt.
Well - tonight, Jonathan wasn't doing too well at Awana. He has acted up quite a bit today. So knowing his tricks and being a RAD mom, I applied the RAD mom statements. He was all ready for bed and had just taken his pill to help him sleep. He had difficulty taking it, a new problem since being away while we were gone. I confronted him on this. He admitted it after lying a few times and was quite mad. I knew that I needed to predict his next behavior. This is what we have been told to do. I told him that he would wake us up tonight because he needed to go to the bathroom. I said this is no problem, we'll just get another chore from him. He exclaimed, "all right! I'll go to the bathroom!" LOL So, I asked him if I had been right that he hadn't really gone all the way. He said, "yes."
So, now the fun begins. After he got off the toilet, he told us that he fell in the toilet at school. I questioned him on the validity of this. I wondered how his pants got wet if he was going to the bathroom. I would have thought it would have been his behind. I asked him how he got dried off. He told me that his pants were wet. I asked him what he was doing sitting on the toilet with his pants pulled up. He told me he thought the lid was down but the lid was up. Hmmm. He also told us that he got stuck in the toilet. I asked him how he got out. Someone helped him. I asked him who. He said the secretary. Now, this is getting very suspicious. At this point, we decided he just needed to go to bed. As he went to his room he punched a box on books in the hall. My husband told him he could come back out and punch them some more. He did. Obviously, he was angry. As he went into his room, "I told him to go ahead and pee in his room or wake us up tonight. Either way he will get to do some cleaning. Not a problem." I really am curious at this point about what the true story is. We told him he can talk to his attachment therapist about it - that's the reason for punching the boxes. LOL - gotta love the boy. It's hard to live a life of lies.
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