Well, that's an award that I don't think will be hanging on my wall anytime soon. The past two days have been filled with high pitched screaming from Mr. Wade. It has left me with a constant headache and a lot of doubt about my parenting skills. I can't seem to get anything right these past two days. He tells me--in his way--he wants Yo Gabba Gabbba, but I don't pick the right one. Screaming. I start making food, but I can't do it quick enough. Screaming. I figure out he wants the iPad, but he doesn't like the game I put it on. Screaming. I tell him we're going to take a bath. Screaming. I take him out of the bath. Screaming. I can't win.
I realize he is communicating, but this isn't going to work. I actually pulled the time out card today when he was screaming over the iPad. After the timer went off, I gave him the iPad back, put it on a set of flashcards, and he calmly shook his head no. So I switched to something else. This is where I have the problem. The problem isn't the screaming. It's that I know he has other ways to communicate, but he chooses to scream to get his way. I'm at a total loss. I'm going crazy. Curtis is going crazy. And poor Wade is stuck in a body knowing exactly what he wants, but can't express it correctly. I just want to cry.