Mands: 17

The unpleasant weather no doubt played a role in the severe 180 Tony’s attitude just took. He went from mild mannered, happy Tony to screaming bloody murder with no obvious motivators. Whitney and I were stumped. Whitney tried to find out what the boy wanted but his responses included yelling, screaming, and throwing things. This fit ended in a trip to the bedroom for Tony.

Prior to the major mood swing, Whitney, Tony, and I had a lovely walk outside. I ended up having to pick him up to get him away from the shovels and dirt and headed home. It was raining, but that wasn’t a good enough reason for him to abort mission.

When we arrived home we played in his room and did some ABA. Tony did really well with Phase II tacts and we also tried intraverbals. Some he got, some he needed prompts for (again.) Then it was a mad rush to clean his room and the living room before Jill arrived with a guest. Tony, Jill, and Melissa seemed to have a fabulous time and we heard joyous hoorays and other exuberant noises coming from Tony’s room.

After Jill we were playing again and also trying motor imitation. This was when the stuff ‘hit the fan,’ so to speak. Night -Night, enjoy the good sleeping weather!