Just another week to go
... maybe less! That cheers me up. That's assuming everything goes as planned ... and it WILL. I believe in positive thinking (when I'm desperate, anyway, because it leads to positive actions, which lead to positive results, or at least your chances are better). I don't always practice it, but I try. It doesn't always work, but it never hurts. Kinda like that book "The Secret," only not quite so full of it. :) Yesterday, Elizabeth got mad at me again for some reason while it was my turn to entertain her as Tara was down the hall using the computer, emailing people, etc. Elizabeth's tantrums are steadily decreasing in length and ferocity. Anyway, she got mad, grabbed a plastic bag and started filling it up with her favorite toys. Then she realized she needed another bag, so she grabbed another one and filled that up. She put on her boots and sweater and dragged those bags up to the (locked) front door, saying something about going some place where they speak Russian. :) She got over it five minutes later, just in time for Tara to return.
Later, during another one of my "shifts," after she wet her pants again, I helped her take a bath/shower combination. I'm not sure. Basically, she was playing in the water ... for 25 minutes! I figured "Why not?" It's not my water that she's wasting, and I really had no other plans for the afternoon.