Sometimes I Have to Laugh

We just got Meghan's "Report Card" from school.  All her emerging skills are now satisfactory with many more "Consistently Demonstrates" than before.  The only "Rarely Demonstrates" that she received was on "able to retell a story".  Shocker.  I could have seen that one coming.

We are starting Speech Therapy tomorrow.  We got a grant- that we were encouraged to apply to by the speech therapist herself.  I guess money does grow on trees.  Who knew that in this economy there would be a grant that we would be eligible for?

Ok, so here is my little Meghan story for the week.  Last night big surprise she got in trouble.  I'm not sure I feel like going into the gory details but for the sake of this story I will try. Let's just say she has been pulling a new one on us lately that we find very frustrating.  I will blog about it later, once I get a handle on it.  Anyway, on this particular issue we just don't know how to respond.  It is not possible to reason with her because we are not sure what she is understanding and if you ask her why she got in trouble she can't really tell us.  It's not even possible to shame her into the correct behavior (if that would be the right tactic to use in this case) because she has no shame and no concept of shame.  Discipline has to be dummied down to "X is good, Y is bad."  If I try to explain anything like respect or self control ... well you can imagine.  Not to say I don't explain it, it just goes in one ear and out the other.

So last night I was explaining to her or trying to explain to her that her behavior had been wrong and why.  And then I dummied it down to "X was bad.  Do you want to do Bad?   Do you want to be good?"  Meghan said, through tears, "No, I want to be Awesome."  I just had to laugh.