I can't handle him anymore. My son needed new shoes, so after school I took him to the store and bought him new shoes. At the checkout he wanted a candy bar, and I said no, because he has a bucket full of Easter candy at home, no need to buy more. So he storms off, then starts pushing and shoving me, then when we got to the Barbershop to get both kids haircuts, he started kicking me, and then threw himself on the floor in the middle of the barbershop and just layed there. They tried to get him to get up, no luck. While I was getting his little brother's hair cut, he ran out of the barbershop and layed under the bench in front of the shop. Again, the barbershop people tried to get him to come out, no luck. Eventually he got out and ran off. He kept running from me, even outside in the parking lot. He wouldn't come to the car until I was pulling out of the parking lot (I wasn't going to leave him, but I couldn't chase him down either, so I had to try this). It kept going like this until bedtime. He got in trouble in school again today too. For cursing and punching another student. I don't know where he got that language from, I don't cuss, and I watch carefully what he watches on tv.
I am mentally so exhausted. I can't handle this anymore. What am I suppposed to do with him???
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As she draws her final breath
Just beyond the door he'll find her
Taking her hand he softly says
For the first time you can open your eyes
And see the world without your sorrow
Where no one knows the pain you left behind
And all the peace you could never find
Is waiting there to hold and keep you
Welcome to the first day of your life
Just open up your eyes as I lay you down tonight
Safe on the other side
No more tears to cry
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