We hit a traffic jam on the way home (due to the bomb scare)and it was agonizingly slow..But, Brendan handled it very well and even laughed about it. He took his time in the store. Then we came home.
When we got inside, he wanted to listen to a CD. So, he picked the one he wanted - and then broke it. I did not get mad. I told him to pay me and clean it up. He took his time cleaning it up as he seemed to enjoy breaking each piece into smaller pieces. As he was cleaning up, I worked on covering the glass doors on our entertainment center because the word 'reflection' kept popping up to Kathleen. Brendan does not like the reflection of things it seems.
After the mess was cleaned up, he wanted to go upstairs to listen to more CD. (We have his favories locked up in our bedroom or else he'll break them all.) I told him no because he wasn't being gentle with this CDs. At that moment, I had my head bent cutting the paper. It happened so fast, but he headbutted the top of my head. I don't recall him ever headbutting the top of my head (usually my forehead). I would remember because it hurt like the dickens! I could literally feel an bump forming on the top of my head. I immediately, put ice on it and took Linda's 'headbutt' remedy.
He was fine the rest of the night until it was bedtime. He signed 'sleep' so I said okay let's go get ready for bed. When we got upstairs, he was agitated. I tried to calm him down by helping him take deep breaths and hugged him. He seemed calmer and started to smile and laugh. Then again, Wham! Another headbutt to my forehead. This one was also hard enough to cause another bump.
I got him to bed right away after this. I did not read to him. Just said goodnight. At this point, I had such a headache, I just went to bed too and prayed that maybe God and the angels could work on Brendan tonight.
This morning he finally got up early. He apparently, hit his teacher and an aide - and laughed about it. So we came straight home. Then as we were sitting on the couch listening to his music (he seemed calm and peaceful), out of nowhere he hit me and kicked me. He didn't hurt me. But I made him lay down on the floor as I could tell he was ready to do it again. I sprayed Holy Water all over him and me. After 15 mins, he seemed more calm.
So far, the rest of the night has been fine. Of course, I am getting ready to take him upstairs for bedtime. Hopefully, it will go well.
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