I got difficult child 2 in to see the psychiatrist Wednesday afternoon to discuss his suspension because of the Swiss Army knife, the supposed threat he made, etc. So here's his take on it: He believes (as do I) that this was not a premeditated act. That difficult child had no clue about the potential for how his comments would be interpreted by others, especially in light of the fact that he was found to have the knife -- difficult child swears up and down that he never said he "would" hurt anyone with the knife, just that he "could", and to him, that's a huge distinction, but to the rest of the world, it's mincing words when you have a knife in your pocket. The jitteriness, bad handwriting, and impulsiveness and overall anxiety is going to be addressed with a scrip for Inderal (which mommy dearest already takes to calm her pounding heart thanks to her tricyclic A.D.) psychiatrist cautioned against sending him back to school Friday, and suggested calling the teacher to find out what the climate is like. No need to send him back to a pit of vipers. psychiatrist also felt it would be prudent to move him to the GATE magnet school for a fresh start. He said that the herd mentality that seems to have developed against difficult child 2 would be hard to overcome for him, despite the admin's efforts to conduct sensitivity training, anti-bullying campaigns, etc. The kid's a marked man. So we'll see how the rest of this quarter goes and think about moving him for the second half of the year. therapist also wants to see difficult child this afternoon, since he's a good friend of the district crisis counselor we'll be seeing on Friday. God works in mysterious ways, of that I'm convinced, because I only stumbled across this therapist through another therapist (I found through a referral at our local children's hosptial) whom I consulted for difficult child 1's needle phobia over a year ago. When difficult child 2 started to fall apart last spring, we were referred to this latest therapist. Who knew he'd have inroads at our district? Let's see, I've got library duty this morning, husband's neuro appointment after lunch where we'll probably hear that he has a seizure disorder, difficult child 2's therapist appointment after that, the next day it's a meeting with the district crisis counselor and the decision whether to send difficult child 2 back to class or not, which leaves me with exactly Friday afternoon and Saturday to finish my holiday shopping! And fingers crossed that I don't have to take anyone else's bedroom door away from them! Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is a valium and a nap. You can wake me sometime in January!