We've been waiting for the bloom to where off, and David to start being crabby about school. That didn't happen, but last Sunday Rose had three temper tantrums. And continued to be a bit of a crankypants through out the week, and today David lost it.

I don't know why I'm so confused. David starts screaming: I want more t.v. time! It's not fair! I do too get more t.v. time! And I spend ten minutes discussing the fairness of the policy or threatening to cut off his t.v. time altogether if he keeps acting like this. When, duh, the real problem is he's so tired he can't think straight. When he finally calmed down, I ended up putting his jammies on for him as if he were three.

I don't know why I'm so confused. Rose starts pushing David, demanding to walk next to Jasper, screaming at David to stop looking at her and I start thinking maybe I have wronged her in someway. Well, duh, she hates transition, and she's exhausted. Monday she went to the nurse because her jaw hurt. She told us her whole body hurt. I believe her. Change hurts. We had several long long hugs today. We both needed it.