Elijah pinched Liam in the car, so I climbed in the back to protect Liam, and Elijah FLIPPED. Pinched, hit, scratched, pulled out some if my hair... My husband had to pull off the freeway and switch with me. Liam sat in the front for the rest of the way home.
My heart is broken-again. And this isn't med related, we haven't even started it yet. :(
He is so broken sometimes. He's been through SO much in his short life. He's obviously scared of his own strength and the intensity of his emotions... He sobbed himself to sleep, and is grounded from TV, video games, outings and Grandma for a week.
I hate this. I'm so sad for all my kids, that this kind of stuff is part of our lives. I'm so scared that I won't be able to stop him from doing something really bad someday...