No empanadas at the market! Woe! But I got cukes, because I've been craving my grandmother's sweet pickles. And I'm impressed I got out since I didn't have fellow marketers today.

Well, now that you've made me realise they must have Batman bandaids.

of course they do. We have at least 2 boxes. I think most of the major superheroes have band-aids, in fact.

mac has been up since before 6. Did he get himself any food? Within 10 min of me being up and out in the livingroom he goes and gets himself something. sigh.

He refused to go to bed last night. again. so I went to bed before 10 and have no idea what he did. expect to find a mess in his room today.

How old is Mac again? Does he have ODD, or is he just afraid of missing out on something, or afraid of the dark?

(I'm curious, because I spent some time yesterday with my therapist, talking about bedtime habits as a child, and trying to track the onset of my insomnia.?

msbelle, the difference between mac and Noah is that if I expect to find a mess in his room it invovles poop.

My mom arrives on Sunday which is good and something. Maybe stressy. It's another person added into our cramped household.

Grace was also denied Social Security Disability benefits because my income is too high. I swear this is the experience wherein social conservatives are forged. I make too much by about $10,000 if you exlude my health insurance to let my disabled daughter receive benefits. But if I were to start working part time or quit my job, then the state would pay for all of her health issues (and some of Noah's too) her freaking $1000/month formula, her $250/month in medications, and her diapers and everything else. But because I have a job, like the government hopes people will and I have private insurance, like the government hopes people will, Grace gets no assistance from the federal government at all and I'm afraid she will be booted from Medi-Cal which means no nursing and no supplies paid for.

Oof. I'm sitting here crying again.

This is useless to complain about.

Mine involves a wet bed, so it's not all just toys and books thrown about.

He is afraid of the dark. ODD? He is not ADD although he presents as such at times. He is high anxiety (like PTSD) with a very small Attachment Disorder that frames itself as defiance mostly.

ODD is Oppositional Defiant Disorder. I'm not sure what age it's diagnosed.

Ah, afraid of the dark. That's a scary one. I remember being afraid the devil would come through the springs in the bed and do bad things.

The defiance is getting worse. We'll see if the new therapist in TX sees ODD as a diagnosis.

Thing about the dark? He doesn't bother to turn on the lights when he gets up. He rarely thinks to DO anything.

I got pictures of the painted rooms in the TX house. They are at the end of this photoset: [link]

msbelle, the difference between mac and Noah is that if I expect to find a mess in his room it invovles poop.

I saw a baby onesie in a shop the other day, on the chest it had written "iPood".

I'm sorry about the bureaucratic idiocy. I saw that kind of thing often when working for govt housing - getting a job would make them worse off, because of all the government benefits and concessions they'd no longer be eligible for.

I have never, for the life of me, understood why SSI and SSD has to be an all or nothing kind of deal. There's no magic bullet at the cut-off that suddenly means everything is within your grasp. I have a friend whose son's insulin costs $1000 a month. That's more than one of my paychecks. Grace's formula is more than one of my paychecks. I can't imagine having to figure out how to get funding, when everyone out there thinks because you've reached the magic number you're "safe." Kat, you are really a strong person to be able to juggle all this.

Oh, fuck, -t. I am so, so sorry. I don't know what else to say. My husband and I are so sorry for your loss.