Lil' man woke up at oh dark 30, in a shitty mood. I knew today was not going to be a a good day. We struggled all morning. I finally dropped him at daycare only to get a phone call from the director.
"Lil' man sat on the teachers lap and urinated on her."
He preceded to say "You need to call my mama now, because I dont have a change of clothes."
He has a change of clothes.
Thankfully the daycare knew what he was up too, and they did not send him home. They wanted me to come to the school to talk to him.
Which did no good at all.
I called his caseworker, i'm at a loss. I dont know what to do. Typical stuff doesn't work, hell even the therapeutic stuff doesn't work. She asked me if I wanted respite for a few weeks.
The behaviors will still be there once he gets back from respite. The might even be worse. I told her we need an emergency visit to have his meds changed/upped. I cant wait until July.
Everything that we have worked toward the last year has gone to shit in a matter of months. He had made so much progress . He was making logical choices. He was enjoyable.
Not so anymore.