Well I officially can't wait till bedtime. The boy has really really pushed it today and I'm an emotional wreck, you know how it is, Autistic 3 year old wants ot go and re enact jurrasic park 3 in the garden but has to wait becuase its speech therapy day... byt the time she'd done 45 minutes he was well on teh way to melt down, and I was trying not to cry, but you know how it is when your being bitten till you bleed by someone you just can't reason with...
Then with his mood already at that point where really your just waiting for it to happen, he decided he should strip and run round the garden sadly this was 10 minutes before his broter finishes school and wasn't an option, so it was a case of dress a whilrling dervish and then strap the banshee impersonator into the major grit my teeth and head for school...
His arms and legs are bruised from his kicking and flailing, and as for teh racket, well it encouraged a few stares to say the least, his brothers class then proceeded ot be about 10 years late coming out and I just cracked and can't stop bloody crying on and off now. Not helped by the fact that he'd just calmed down when his brother came out with a pack of sweets and set ds2 off which I had ot say he [ds1] couldn't have yet which made him cry and it all set me off again..
He's calming down now, we're into the throw things at mum stage [wash baskets mainly, I can't put him upstairs because they share a room and I can't risk ds1's stuff getting trashed.
And, theres no playschemes in the summer we can get him to so it'll potentially be 6 weeks of hell for us all...
Anyway I now have ot get the boys fed and tidy up becuase dp's got a friend popping round, and his parents later on, and I'm on Chairperson duty tonight as theres trouble at t'mill [well Ok preschool] and I've offered to take a confidential call at home this evening...
moanovre thanks for reading if you made it this far!