DS stayed at his aunties house on Friday night, we were both working early on Saturday so SIL offered to have the boys which was great as they love going there and get totally spoilt.
It was great for me cos I had no one at home for almost 24 hours, was able to go out on Friday evening and have dinner with friends and know they were safe.
So by the time I finished work on Saturday I was looking forward to seeing them.
Got home and DS was particularly "in my face", climbing on me, not paying attention to what was being said and generally quite annoying. He started saying things like "you are a piece of poo" which I have no idea where he picked it up but can see that evolving into more as he gets older which I'm terrified about.
I caught him trying to write his name on his DS and it was badly misspelt. He is 6, they won't check for dyslexia yet :(
I saw a friend walking hand in hand with her 6 year old today and he was walking normally whereas I'd be struggling to keep him walking straight and stopping him from falling on the floor because he doesn't want to walk anymore.
When I'd finally got him to stay in bed I just broke down in tears just knowing how much harder this is going to get as he gets older and becomes noticeably different :(