Only seconds after putting her toothbrush back Beth and I heard her yelling, "Really? Aww, come on," as she stomped across the upstairs hallway back to her room. Shortly afterwards, she came clammering downstairs to get one of her hoodies, then stomped back up the stairs whimpering all the way.
She slammed the door to her room, then quickly opened it again asking, "Can one of you take me to school?" Her demeanor was frustration with herself for getting up so late (once again, she was up until 11pm doing homework and studying).
"Of course we will," I lightly replied. She replied with a sad little, "Okay," and was back to the closed door of her room.
It seemed that after writing that in her mind as a release of strain on her compressed time she relaxed and, once back downstairs, was her relaxed and easy going self.
I asked her about what happened this morning and she said her hands smelled funny after brushing her teeth and the hoodie she picked out first this morning was a little musty smelling. I explained to her that she has to remember that she did AMAZINGLY WELL this morning up until that point, so that is progress and she should be proud of that. However, I did tell her that the negative reaction she had to the smell of her hands and blowing up over the hoodie was not an appropriate response to smells and she must remember to understand that smells will be around her all her life and her reactions to them are the main thing she must work on.
She seemed to understand what I was talking about and we quickly changed the subject to tonight's events. She has one of her friends coming to spend the night and go driving around looking at Christmas lights in the various neighborhoods. We do this every year and always bring one of her friends with us. We're supposed to bring pizza to the house for dinner after Julie's therapy session, but she has already expressed some worry about the pizza smell. We'll see how it goes.
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