When we got home Younger Boy asked the nightly question.  What do we have going on tonight?

I said Middle Boy had therapy.

Younger Boy sighed and said "I am so sick of going to his therapy two times a week."

Middle Boy was in the room to hear it. 

I am glad Younger Boy said it.  I have exhausted myself saying it.

I'm all for therapy if you are an active participant.  This therapy is COURT ORDERED.  He has to finish.  He is on probation until it is done.  His actions would say he could care less if he EVER finishes.  At the rate he is going Younger Boy will be able to drive him there.

Praises for honesty.  Prayers for motivation.