Hate the sin , love the sinner

Greetings y'all :
Tis a lovely time of year, perhaps my favorite time. The smells of autumn are rich and warm while the air is cool and crisp. The vibrant colors awaken the eyes and soul on dreary days. Extra blankets and windows opened mean extra snuggles and cuddles. Makes it hard to get up.

This was a relatively quiet weekend for the Robinson Boys. Sure he had a few outbursts but I'm gaining greater insights into his fears and triggers. He is trying to unlearn negative response actions that work in certain environments outside the house and our relationship. Hey buddy it's your dad and that doesn't work here. He wants what every sentient being wants that is happiness and peace, to be heard and feel valid. Like most people, kids and adults, his anger isn't usually selfish it's about unmet needs he's unable to properly articulate.

Saturday was a day of purchasing a veritable farms worth of produce and indulging in natural vitamins while watching a little bit of NCAAF . SEC of course. Lots of good outside as well . Who does love a grand romp in the leaves? So sweet , innocent and child like !

Junior Mint has mentioned a bothersome toe the last week but really fussed about Saturday night . I peeked at it and we headed off to Express Care to mend his infected ingrown toe nail. Seriously kid ? All that we did this week and nary a peep? My little guy is a brave young man but sadly we found his kryptonite . He hates needles ! They told him to soak his foot and they'd be back with a shot to numb it. Great let the anxiety train out of the station. They returned twenty minutes later and he was starting to panic. It was after closing and they wanted to treat him and go home. He panicked completely when they tried to hold him down and eventually placed him on a papoose board kicking and screaming " I don't want to go to support I didn't do anything wrong "

BINGO !! I've had a sense when he's put in therapeutic holds a school he learns might over mind and hates the negative touch considering he's been through some abuse from caregivers. I stroked his hair, held his hand , helped him breathe and sang to him. While feeling my heart torn out.

When we finally got home , after stopping for a treat for my brave and frightened little boy, we did some role playing. How can we handle ourselves next time we need a needle? We now have good strategies in our tool kit.

Sunday we just cleaned up some, got his Rx filled , read , snuggled , ate , snuggled, watch NFL ( ugh I am not much of an NFL fan anymore) , ate , snuggled....

Enjoy your day and remember if you encounter anger look past the actions to the actor , what are they really lacking? Time? Compassion? Autonomy? Validity ? Control ?

Thanks for reading folks.