Well, I'm almost two weeks into my intensive study plan--- which has me at the office until midnight most nights, or a cool Sandwich Shop, and always exhausted at the end of the day. I actually have to get my supplies together, as I am about to leave for Thanksgiving week. Because of the mother's divorce, we are spending time together as a family, elsewhere, using the last of the timeshare without the ex-stepfather. Of course, this requires me to pack my clothes AND my books. Sadly, J can't come--- the back thing. He's better but

OH GUESS WHAT

he said I was right yesterday! He said it more than once. And when he said it, it turned into a self-chastising refrain for him. The thing is, he had 2 friends over Thursday night, while I was off studying. They played the wii, and had a few beers. I warned him that all that standing (because he wasn't going to lie down in the bedroom and leave his friends alone) would hurt. I TOLD him that he had to be sooo careful. And of course, he thinks he's invincible.

Well, he's not, and he's more sore friday and today than he should be. So he knows I was right. He stood for almost 8 hours, instead of laying down for 8 hours. And the beer wasn't so good an idea either.

Basically, this was the first return to the 'situation which causes fights' and we didn't fight. AND he said I was right. But I never acted nor suggested that was what was going on.

We've also determined that most of his stupid moves stem from his fear of abandonement-- he grew up neglected, was taken away from his birth mother at 6 ish, when through foster care in 3 homes, a boys home, etc, until he finally landed with his mom and was adopted around age 9-10. The point is, I've gotten him to focus on the WHY instead of just WHAT he does.

Oh, and on Thursday night, he woke me up at 4am to tell me that 'We need a baby'. I have no idea what he was talking about all night--- his two friends aren't married or have children, let alone in solid relationships! What would they be talking about? Although, we do watch my friend's baby on Thursdays, who J has named Didder-Didder, after the very first noise she made in his face. She actually sang with him Thursday--- he held her and sang nonsense, waited a beat, and she laughted, danced and sang nonsense back!

He always says 'we need one of those' on Thursdays.