In moment of what I now realize was complete insanity, I decided to go to my parents house to celebrate my moms birthday as well as Gavin's...
We went to my parents to celebrate a few birthdays. We had cake, ice cream and sang happy birthday to Gavin, my Mom and my sister's boyfriend.
Everything was going well until Gavin opened his presents.
The was all it took to set Emmett off.
Emmett freaked out because he wanted to open Gavin’s presents. Emmett screamed and screamed.
I could see Gavin starting to get wound tighter and tighter.
After we got home, Gavin had 2 meltdowns and Emmett had his share as well. Tonight has been a rough night and I don't ever want to repeat it.
Sometimes I forget why we don't do things like birthday parties. The truth is that I probably don't forget but more likely just think that *this time will be different*.
It's never different.
The end result is always the same. I swear to myself that *I will never do this again. *
Somehow, I always *never remember *and make the same mistake over and over again.
Each time I say to myself, *Oh yeah..... That's why we don't do birthdays... *
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