A Fist Fight (of sorts)...

What an end to the week! While the rest of the world were celebrating and chanting 'Thank God it's Friday!'.. we had to deal with a rebellious teenager who threw punches and kicked at us poor therapists.. all because she wanted to go shopping instead of coming for therapy (hmmm.. guess I don't blame her for choosing that option?!)

After 30 mins of Behaviour Management 101 (which left both therapists winded, breathless and not to mentioned scratched and numbed in both arms).. and a tirade of 'I hate you'.. 'I want my Mummy'.. 'I wanna go home'.. 'Give me back my cars' (confiscated for misbehaviour).. 'Where are my specs?' (removed for safety reasons.. in case they break during the violent struggle).. we finally called a truce.. and sealed with hugs, hand-shakes and lots of tissue!!!

P.S. Maybe I should consider growing my nails? Seriously, they may come quite advantageous in the event of future cat fights.. MEEOWW!