Gavin is currently having a tantrum.  It's a pretty big one if I'm being honest.  He invaded Lizze's personal space once again and I caught him red handed. I told him he would be having oatmeal for dinner as a consequence.  He lost it.  He's pissed off at me because I took away his choice for dinner and gave him the default.... I had received some comments that oatmeal wasn't severe enough.  You have to keep in mind that while it doesn't seem like a big deal to you,  it's a huge deal to Gavin because I'm taking away control.  Anyways, the boys were once again terrorized and I'm now counting the minutes until he moves back to his grandparents, as bad as that sounds.  I'm done........

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All good things come to an end.  I know that sounds cliche but it's also true.  Nothing lasts forever and that applies to the Lost and Tired family as well.  This is yet another sensitive topic but one that is profoundly affecting us right now.  Let me start out by saying that,  I had really hoped that Gavin could coexist with us. I wanted this not only for myself, but also Elliott, Emmett and Gavin as well. Unfortunately, Gavin's time at home has come to an end. As of 5pm today, Gavin is moving back to Lizze's parents. In many ways, Gavin's return home was not meant to be long term.  He simply had nowhere else to go during Christmas break.  Also, in the advent of his most recent autonomic…

Our plans for the rest of the day are pretty straight forward.  The ultimate goal is of course survival.  However, if the stars are aligned and we are lucky, we'll see Dr.  Patti and then make our way to Lizze's parents house to celebrate Christmas again.  Assuming that everyone is behaving we should be able to get this stuff done.  Fingers crossed.