Middle Boy has court today.  He is a MESS.

He is convinced he hasn't been doing enough and the judge hates him.  Therefore this will make it so he will have to go to a residential treatment facility.

It doesn't matter what I say.  I "don't know".  Nothing ever works out for him.  NOTHING.

He wants to have his favorite meal for lunch "just in case".

He wrote Younger Boy a note "just in case".

He sat one the couch and hugged Sophie and told her good-bye and to remember him "just in case".

I didn't want to argue with him.  He doesn't believe me anyway.

It was hard couple of hours waiting for court....really hard.