I think in pretty darn frustrated with Gavin. Gavin decided that it would be a good idea to tell Elliott some horror stories before they went to bed tonight.
These stories involved zombies, decapitated people, and a few other grossly inappropriate things.
Elliott comes downstairs to let me know why Gavin was telling him. I call for Gavin very calmly, even though I’m actually pretty ticked off at this point.
The moment he hits the stairs it’s an instant meltdown and drama ensues.
I wanted to know why he would say these things to his little brother again. I say again, because this has been an issue before and it had to be dealt with then and clearly we’re gonna have to do this again.
Gavin goes to bed and I’m left with a really nervous/anxious 5 year old who is afraid to sleep alone now.
Guess Who’s in the couch tonight. ;-(
Gavin is driving me absolutely crazy today. I don’t know what’s going on with him but to say he is struggling would be an understatement, as would saying that I was merely frustrated.
Tomorrow is a new day and brings along with it a clean slate. I just need to locate my reserve of patience and I’ll be ok….I think.
– Lost and Tired
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