Carolina was dropping off Carissa this morning and we were talking about how the twins were spiraling.... she reminded me that it's RAD. I'm carrying the Duckling around all the time and they are feeling insecure, and instead of saying I want a hug, or I need to sit with you because I think you are spending too much time with that baby, they act out with disgusting behaviors. They can't express themselves in appropriate ways so they choose to cause chaos to get attention.
James has thrown up twice this morning. At this point he's lost control of it, I think. It's no longer something he's making himself do so much.
It's my birthday. Last night Missy was going on and on about how we were going to have gluten free cake, etc... and I just said, you know, right now you guys are making me too sad to have a birthday. Anyway, it's my birthday, not yours, I think I'll skip it this year. She got mad and folded her arms in front of her and yelled, "Go ahead then!!" She was SOOOOOOOOOOOOO mad. I said, well, since it is my birthday, if you wanted to make me happy you could make me a card. Somehow, it's all about her. How do you teach a child to have a heart for others. I'm a little worried about her this way. I am not going to deal with much today, we're just going to get through this day. I do have to run to the orthodontist with Missy, which is daunting with 5 kiddos.