Talk about mood swings.
Get this.
When I picked Kean up this morning from his therapy school--
they said he was great-- no problems with the other two children,
he was cooperative and a sweet, little angel-- he just
ran out of gas, as usual, well before they were done.
He also came home with his first school project-- a Christmas ornament.
I heard he got a bit of help on it.
So that was the good part.
He woke up from his nap absolutely miserable.
He alternated between crying or screaming throughout dinner
and the rest of the evening. Until an hour before bed.
Then he was back to feeling okay.
All I know is this kid stresses me out.
Hopefully, that was just a blip and he will be back to
his regularly scheduled personality for tomorrow.
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