This button is broken.

Today has been a very long day. Melt down this morning that has led to more melt downs through the day. My buttons were more than pushed. They were MASHED. Like a nuclear power plant was going to explode, and the only way to stop it was to push a specific button. It was pushed... like a million times!!! Ok, so maybe not a million times, but man is that button worn out! 

Between being mean to his sister and doing things he KNOWS not to do. He has started running from me while he screams NO! If that in it's self is not frustrating, he does it outside. While running. Up the street. Screaming. The neighbors all have had a good look at me. Running barefoot up the road, begging him to stop. I am not small. I am about 200 lbs, and it is not a pretty sight. Only my closest neighbor knows of his diagnosis. I don't like to flaunt it for fear that people will treat him differently. So I am sure they are all wondering why I can't get my kid to behave. Don't worry about how i raise my kid lady! Besides, I'm not the one that named my dog Doo Doo!

Dinner time was same as ever. Plain food. Plain noodles and some spam, along with tangerines. I love to cook, and have had to keep it under control. His little taste buds prefer chicken and rice. Gets kind of dull after a while.. but at least he eats! Right? 

~Amy~