I don't post enough about The Hard Days, mostly because I don't want to scare anyone from adopting. We have about 4 hard days each week, and here's the definition of a Hard Day:
~Nia wakes up turning on all the lights in the house at 6am (this is a sure-fire indicator that it's going to be a long day)
~Nia antagonizes her siblings, trying to make them mad at her so she can justify hitting them and verbally abusing them
~Nia twists things any one of us says to make us look like Liars or like we favor someone else over her
~Nia starts writing her given name, Maryann, all over napkins and paper
~Nia starts writing letters that start with "To any mom and dad" just to get some feelers out there
~Nia won't make eye contact with me when confronted and stares just slightly to the right of my face when I talk to her; her mouth will be tightly closed and no amount of encouragment or bribes can get her to speak. Usually, I have to flash my wooden spoon a few times in some very dramatic casual conversation to get any results from her when she's like this.
~Nia moans, wails, flails, thrashes, kicks, rolls all over the floor because I've discliplined her (could be just taking away a priviledge); the rest of the family is reduced to yelling just to commuicate "Mom, I want to color."
~Nia makes a run for it out the side gate of our back yard (I caught her before she actually got out; we have promised to call the police if she gets out of our yard)
~I have 5 other kids, so the chances are high that there will be some weeping and gnashing of teeth by someone at some point
~I am tired, dealing with sinus pressure, have a migraine, have a full schedule, or am just plain sick of dealing with Nia's baggage....therefore, am not able to help turn a Hard Day into a Regular Day by representing Christ to Nia
Today has been a Good Day. :- ) That doesn't give good odds for Tomorrow. :- (