I thought we were doing okay until the massive meltdown
I felt like we were having a good morning. Everyone got their meds in time, and Gavin even had his IVIG infusion first thing. I wasn't aware of any fighting, or any other form of brotherly spats. Everything seemed to be going so well. I had made plans for the boys and I to meet my Mom at the park. Everyone was excited to go. Emmett wasn't as excited as his brothers, but he was happy to go. Unfortunately, the moment he tried putting a shirt on, everything fell apart. All of a sudden, the next holes in his shirts are no longer tolerable. We tried tons of different shirts, but he was so upset at this point, I couldn't really understand his concerns about his shirts. We finally found…
