Christmas Eve.

Things were going pretty well until Lizzie had a melt-down because Alex didn't give her a pencil with an eraser. She was off her meds for a week and it has really caught up with her. Time to push it back in her, big time. Unfortunately, Scott got in on it while it was occurring and got really really mad. Alex was crying because Scott scared him. So, then Scott was mad at himself for getting so mad. And he probably said some things he shouldn't. Well, now he is moping around. Sigh. I was already depressed before. Now I have to try to balance him out. Yay, Christmas! NOT!!!

We went to Christmas Eve service, which I really enjoy. He couldn't sing because his cough is still so bad. Which bummed him out. And he was doing his mopy thing. And it isn't like he will actually talk about what is wrong. He made a comment about screwing Christmas up and I barked at him. He hasn't done anything wrong! Lizzie is the one who needs an attitude adjustment. And, welcome to my world!!! I have to go through this with Lizzie two to three times a day. Every day. Scott is lucky he never has to see it!!! Well, time to get presents under the tree.