Isn't it interesting how history has a way of repeating itself? Sometimes it's in a good way. Other times, not so much.
If you read my blog post last year at this time, you may remember my two older kids lost their chance to go trick-or-treating. They were warned well in advance, but their behavior didn't improve. There ended up being an interesting twist to Halloween night.
Fast forward a year: My oldest daughter is doing much better and so was my son. I really wish I coulda used "is" there instead of "was."
About two weeks ago, the wheels came off his behavior bus. Still haven't really figured out why, but we put him in the shop and we've been working on getting those wheels back on. Trick-or-treating was in jeopardy, again. His costume won't last another year. It's already hiking up in places it ought not to.
So here's the dilemma. He had a bad day two days ago and all but lost going out on Halloween. Actually, he probably should have lost it. But yesterday, he redeemed himself and even put a little icing on the cake.
The bad days outnumber the good, but do we reward that extra bit of goodness? Maybe it all comes down to his behavior today. No pressure.