We went Old McD's for lunch with Kathleen. Drake did great until it was time to go and he threw an epic fit... so bad that I that I carried him out of the restaurant kicking and screaming and had to put him in the car and let him scream. I locked him in and sat on my trunk. 10 minutes later he was still going strong. I tried to hold him and get him to calm down.... and that eventually worked, but it took forever. I kept praying to keep calm... praying that God would supernaturally assist his own calming down. I must say, that I kept a level head... cool and collected. For that I am grateful...
I was afraid that D was going to pop a blood vessel in his eyes. It was that bad.
I am not equipped for days like these.
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