Welcome to my Manic Monday.
After a restless night’s sleep, I was only semi-ready to face another Manic Monday. Everyone has been at each others throats all morning and Emmett has been in rare form. I have no idea what’s going on with him but he has been very aggressive with Lizze and his brothers lately.
He is absolutely miserable because of his current Marshall’s Syndrome flare up. He hasn’t been dealing with much of a fever so far but his mouth is full of cold sores. These are very painful and likely the driving force behind his aggressive behavior lately. However, that doesn’t change the fact that his aggression triggers a domino effect. Emmett will lash out at Elliott and then Elliott will start to scream and that will set Gavin off as well as Emmett. Lizze is already dealing with a migraine and so this causes her even more pain.
This cycle just seems to perpetuate the insane amount of chaos that is present at this point. Emmett has also decided that he will only wear diapers now. We don’t have any left as he has been potty trained for most of 2011. However, Emmett is now boycotting his underwear. If he can’t wear a diaper than he just won’t wear anything. This freaks out the little germaphobe inside of Elliott (see: Diapers and Penis Germs). Elliott now becomes very anxious and I have to spend the rest of the day hearing about Emmett’s butt and penis germs. It’s only 10:00am…. This is not a good sign of things to come.
The Diaper Saga/Drama Continues
I thought we were done with this diaper drama today but not even close.
Emmett has basically been screaming for about 7 hours because he wants to wear a diaper again. He is convinced that we are hiding them somewhere (which we aren’t). So he is searching the entire house, including the refrigerator. In the middle of all of this, Gavin had his first PT appointment today and Lizze was not doing well enough to be able to watch the boys or take Gavin to PT.
I had to call my mother and ask if she could take Gavin for me. She said sure, but also offered to simply watch the other boys.
I asked Emmett if he wanted to go, but if he did, he would have to wear his underwear and get dressed. The little booger looked right at me and said “fine”. He then got himself dressed without any problems.
I had tried everything today I could think of but nothing worked. I even offered to take him to the buy crickets for Toothless and that didn’t work….and that’s my go to plan on these days. Anyway, after 7 hours of this diaper dramaI’ll take what I can get.
A Million Miles An Hour
Gavin helps to put the manic in Manic Monday. He is likely, quite literally, manic. I think we need to get his Lithium levels checked again. He will not stop talking….ever. It’s driving me up a wall.
I love him to pieces but he just goes on and on…endlessly. All day long he’s been talking at a million miles an hour. It has given me a massive headache and honestly, he’s driving me crazy. He will just want into a room and start talking to you. He is completely oblivious to anyone that you may have already been talking to. Can you say impulsive?
We have been following behind Gavin and reminding him of where he’s supposed to be and what he’s supposed to be doing. I don’t know how much is memory loss or how much is simple distraction.
Gavin’s first PT session went pretty well. He just wouldn’t stop talking. I had to remind him over and over to focus on what he was being told to do. However, as I said, he did very well.
In other news today, my Subway BOGO peelers went missing.The thief was caught on camera, and as seen here.
This same thief was also caught on tape, streaking through out the house. This little deviant, seems to have a very low tolerance for other people playing video games or watching TV. He will streak through the house, on his anti-underwear campaign and shut the TV’s off, where ever he finds them in use.
If you happen to stumble across this person, do not approach. He is believed to have at least 15 hostages. We can’t afford to have any of those BOGO Subway coupons put in harms way.
I’m reasonably sure that he can smell fear a mile away, some keep your emotions in check if you cross paths and whatever you do, don’t look him in the eye.
In the video below, Emmett was on his diaper hunt. Much like the elusive snipe, one was never found. I’m looking at this in a humorous way as a means of self-preservation. I was actually quite distressed by Emmett obvious anxiety over this whole diaper…thing.