Brendan slept for 11 hours! His Dad said that he didn't look puffy this morning and was in a good mood. He finally made it back to school today by 11am (he missed the last three days due to puffiness/itching).
When I picked him up, he did not look happy. When we got inside the car, he indicated that he wanted to go to Target. On the drive there, he was very quiet. Then he changed his mind and wanted to go to ToysRUs. He was fine in the store until he realized they didn't have what he wanted. He chose something else. However, this is the first time in a while that he had difficult waiting in line. He was getting very agitated and kept looking back at the DVDs. So I asked him if he wanted to select something else, he said, "yeah". So we went back to the DVDs. He looked again and ended up keeping what he had already picked. We got back in line. There was only one person in line. Unfortunnately, this elderly woman was moving like molasses. I tried to remain calm and unfazed by the extremely slow transaction. Brendan was starting to get loud and make noises. Finally it was our turn. By then, he couldn't control himself and headbutted me. He immediately stopped, looked a little shocked that he did it, and signed that he was sorry. Because I could tell he really was, I accepted his apology. We made our purchase and left.
He continued to be agitated on the drive home. Indicating he wanted to go to the park to hike. Well, I had heels on (having just come from work), so I told him we had to go home first so I could change my clothes. We made it home with him protesting all the way. [Of course after having to endure the molasses lady, I hit every single red light on the way home.] Once inside he was still a little agitated. Not wanting to keep him out of close proximity, i had him come upstairs with me so I could change. When we came back downstairs I told him we can go for a hike and then to his friends house. He signed he wanted to stay home. I said fine, cancelled our visit with his friend, but he continued to be agitated. So, I led him into the living room, got out the tunnel and he climbed inside. He calmed down after a few minutes. I just sat nearby and told him I would stay with him.
After 20 minutes, he started giggling. So, I made up a song about trees (he is currently fixated on pine trees) and it made him happy. Normally he tells me to stop singing (it's not like I have a bad voice, I use to sing in a choir for heaven's sake!). After another 10 minutes, he came out to get something to eat. Then we went to the park.
Instead of chosing the park where we go hiking, he chose to go to the park that has a vending machine inside their community center. He likes to get chips. Vending machines are a good place to teach about counting money. Anyway, we had to go in the building the long way because the side door was locked. A dance class of very small, loud, crying children was in process. He made it through the chaos of small ballerinas that were swarming the hallway, through a maze of chairs that were blocking the hallway due to redecorating for the holidays, and finally to the vending machine...all without incident...and without headphones. I think he was so determined to get to his chips, that he didn't notice the noise.
He's been fine the rest of the night so far. Yes! He is still up. Bath ritual is taking 2.5 hours again. But he seems so peaceful in the water, that I don't rush him. Who knows. Maybe it feels like he is in the womb. Hopefully, he'll get another good night of sleep.
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