difficult child had a field trip today. I went. We toured the state capital. I didn't carry my paper and tally, but I did try to keep track, and my "natural' comments (narrating life that I do anyway) was better than a 1:1 ratio, already, so it wasn't too hard to up it a little to hit the 2:1 mark (positive to negative comments). All in all, I thought it was a decent trip. Til I got home and read my notes. Just some highlights...he doesn't wear underwear and pulled his shorts up so that jimmy and the twins were hanging out in the capital rotunda. He laid on the highly waxed floor and spun himself in circles. He screamed in the whispering gallery. He climbed the ornate wooden railing up to the House Speaker's seat in the House and poked his teachers. He climbed the box to the House Speaker's seat... And I thought it was a good day? I'm twisted. Then we went back to school. I had to run 2 errands, figured he could stay at school while I did that. Took me 30 minutes to leave again, he had to be restrained. He was there a whopping hour and he told one student he hated them, another they were stupid, hit another, and kicked another, and ran from the teachers when they tried to stop all this. When I got there, they were holding him in time-out at the picnic table. And I easily managed the 2:1 positive/negative ratio on a day I considered to be actually somewhat successful? I am off my rocker.