Will has had an attitude problem since yesterday afternoon. He arrived home from a special adventure with his aunt. He was greeted by his brother, who wanted to share some new things about the Power Ranger's. Will shut him down and said, "I don't want to hear it."
We had some words, time spent in his room and he seemingly snapped out of it.
I don't know what set him off, perhaps it was the shirt with a missing button. But it grew in size from there. Disrespectful, disobedient, destructive, thoughtless and selfish.
I am completely and utterly exhausted, emotionally and physically. When this happens we are ALL hostages. No one can make a move without being screamed at.
As he sat on the stairs waiting for the time to go out and wait for the bus, I laid out how his afternoon would go.
He would come home from school and go directly to his room.
There will be no playing with legos or hero factories.
We will reasses as needed.
I love him so deeply and at the same time have such rage.
Motherhood is not for the faint of heart.