There was an earlier thread here on respite. I commented on how much I love respite - it's a healthy time for my family. My initial thought was to reply that I'd hand my kid to a total stranger on the street to get respite! Most of you know me better than that, yet there are days I feel that way. And kt has only been home from Residential Treatment Center (RTC) a little over a month. I've made a few off remarks to husband on parenting the tweedles. husband, while cracking up, told me I really need to watch myself. The wrong person is going to hear me & stick me in jail. RESPITE! (Get the feeling I really love respite & will get it any way I can. ) The teams who work with me & my children know me well enough to understand that my jaded remarks (while cutting, humorous) are a release for me & never repeated in front of tweedles dee & dum. So just how jaded are you getting? How far have your "little wonders" driven you? Are you able to maintain a sense of humor with it? (My sense of humor, in the right place & time, is the only thing that keeps me sane.) Wondering minds want to know.