Asshole update: At last check, Maxine had drug all kinds of stuff out of her room into the hall. Stuffed animals, books, a rug, clothes from her hamper.
I just came upstairs to go to bed myself. She finally fell silent maybe 45 minutes ago. She’d put everything away. Rug back to it’s spot. Animals back in their bin. Dirty clothing back in her hamper.
I mean, that’s pretty awesome. The evenings previous hardships aside, I’m pretty proud of her. Kids are way more capable than they’re given credit for.