Good morning, everyone, I wasn't going to start the GM thread, because I didn't want to bring anyone down, but I figured, I'm up, what the heck? Today is Dylan's admission to Residential Treatment Facility (RTF). We did our shopping spree yesterday. He got new sneakers, new white tee shirts, some other new things. I didn't want to buy pants, hoping we can get him off the Lithium, and he'll drop some weight. He was 130 pounds at the doctor Wednesday, a whopping (at least) 50 pounds over. He's now diagnosis'ed with obesity. I have all the papers in a row. Doctors physical, dental check up, current IEP. All scripts filled, paperwork from the eyeglass place, his Game Boy, his CD player (was hard choosing CDs lol, luckily he's on a country kick, whew!). I made him an album, I bought one of those brag books, and there are 30 photos in there or so. Pictures from the day I brought him home, to his recent accomplishment of getting his gold belt. I am so proud of him. I think I have everything. Good thing is, if not, he's only 15 minutes away. I love that. difficult child 2 actually gave him the first hug I've seen him give Dylan since his reunification. Too bad this is what it takes for him to be nice to Dylan. 'nuff said about him. Hope you all have a great day.