Last night was scary. Not sure what happened exactly, but David is back in the hospital. At 8pm, with his bedtime medicines he gets a snack. He wanted oatmeal, instead I gave him a granola bar. He said that he would hurt me if I didn’t give him the right snack. He made a move…
Category: paranoia
I am bored and this is fun.
Today, I had the rare opportunity to have a frank talk with David. We talked about everything from sunshine to cats. We talked about his favorite movie, Heaven is for Real. We talked about dogs, rain, basketball (though I am by no means knowledgeable) and we talked behaviors. We talked about how he likes being…
some lessons need to be learned…
Some lessons need to be learned the hard way I guess. At breakfast David was in his usual mood. I always get irritated when the he puts an empty cereal container back in the cupboard. I told him that it bugs me. “But dad, there is cereal still in there!” he said. So I shook…