Tuesday:
Tonight at dinner, a thunderstorm rolled it. I opened up the back door as we sat and ate. It was so nice to have the change in weather and hear the wind blow through the wind chimes and see the sky off in the distance flicker through the dark grey clouds. The smell of rain in the air was so refreshing it would be a shame not to try to let that flood the house....
That was the nice part of the evening. Liam thew a fit because he wanted to go outside, but I told him he had to eat first. This turned into a loud, assertive, aggressive refusal accompanied by a pounding fist on the table. For that, he went to timeout, where he ended up hitting and pushing his sister, which got his sent to his room, where he carried on and on. After he calmed down, he was given to option to finish dinner before bed, he didn't want to, and instead threw another fit, so bedtime then commenced, tonight with no story. By the time it was all over and I had Annabelle down, he was crashed out in his room. It was a rough day for him. I think him not having a good nap during the day had a lot to do with it.
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