Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. That someone is Elliott and it's only made worse by Emmett constantly pushing his buttons.   I've been trying to work with Elliott on not reacting to Emmett but he's to emotionally volatile to not react right now.  I'm really getting concerned that Elliott is getting into a worse and worse place as time goes on.  He's like an emotional sponge and seems to absorb all the emotion around him, both good and bad.  The other concern is that the anti-anxiety medication isn't working, so we're going to check into how we safely discontinue using it.  We don't want him on meds if they aren't going to work. I hate Mondays, I really truly do.  I don't know why…

This was supposed to post on Sunday morning but for some reason, it never did. Better late than never. Since the moment they woke up this morning (6am), the boys have been fighting, damn near nonstop. It's driving me friggin crazy.  Lizze is having a rough time so I let her sleep until about 10:30 am.  She needs and deserves the rest.  The boys are literally fighting over everything.  Emmett has been pushing Elliott's buttons and Elliott doesn't grasp the concept of ignoring Emmett's attempts to make him mad. For a four year old, Emmett is quite gifted in the art of button pushing, especially when it comes to Elliott. I probably shouldn't say that because I need to discourage this behavior. But seriously, he's really good. As soon as…

I finally made it out to the track again today after a few days off, due mostly to weather. As a special needs father, I have to work extra hard to get time to take care of myself.  It's not easy at all but it's a very necessary evil. For those wondering how I can possibly find the time to get out and walk, this is how it typically goes.  This usually happens one of two ways.  If Lizze is having a good day and is walking with me, my Mom usually hangs out with the boys.  However, if Lizze isn't having a good day, like today, the gs work out much differently.  Basically, I have to time my workout in between Lizze's scheduled times to take her medication. Her…

I wanted to share a really good example of what families like mine go through, just trying to feed our kids.  This is an example of my personal experience but I'm pretty sure others can relate.  Emmett is the absolute pickiest eater we have in our family.  Meal time can go one of two ways.  It can either be a breeze or a complete nightmare.  This seems to be largely dependent on how his day has been up to that point.  On an easy day, all I have to deal with is what you see below in the picture.  Basically, all I need to do is peal the lables of his little smoothie container. However, I can't dent, scratch or ding the container in the process or it will be…