Rough times

Rhys has been having a rough time lately. More accidents and worse behavior. I'm not sure what is going on with either one. He wore pull ups all day today. He doesn't like that. That is part of the point.

Yesterday he pooped himself. When he tried to clean it up, on his own, things just got worse. He got poop on the floor, the wall, his toilet seat, the toilet, his ear, his shirt, his back (in places he can't even reach), his left big toe and on me. It was pretty funny, all in all. It looked like a poop bomb had gone off in the bathroom. I was not as amused at the moment as I was later though.

This morning I caught him abusing his brother. A certain of amount of back and forth is to be expected between any siblings. Rhys had already been in time out three times for taking things from his brother, his Gee and his blanket.

As a general rule, the boys don't own very much individually. Almost everything they have is held in common. Owyn's Gee and his blanket are NOT some of those things though. Rhys has some prized possessions that are just his as well.

I was watching the boys, un-benownst to them, when I saw Rhys try to take away Owyn's blanket. Owyn was having none of that. When he wouldn't give it up, Rhys punched him.

This is never OK. We skip one and two and go straight to three and time out, in your room. Rhys was very unhappy. Oh, the injustice!

Perhaps he will be happier once he has his surgery and he feels better.