My girls and I have been out of state, visiting my elderly parents. It has been a long stay. Dad has been away on business since January, and is coming home in a few weeks. We are flying back to our own home in three days. Before we left home three weeks ago, Difficult Child was behaving normally (difficult, but normal for her). She has digressed significantly since we arrived. It has been ridiculously hot for the Seattle area, and parents' home does not have air conditioning. Neither of the girls fall sleep until nearly midnight because it is simply too hot, so sleep cycles are off. She has been very oppositional about taking her Rx, especially at night. They make her sleepy, and she doesn't want to go to bed because it is so hot... Even though she *knows* they will help her sleep. Her bipolar swings are swinging hard and fast. Ten minutes ago, she was at the tail end of a two hour tantrum, and now she is doing her "crazy laugh" (dubbed as such by herself and her sister), running through the sprinkler with her sister, having a grand old time. Also, her Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) has come roaring back. She is fixated on getting a cell phone. Her dad and I have decided that is not something either she or her sister are going to get right now. We aren't anti-tech. They both have iPad minis. We just don't want her to have a cell right now. Anyway, today she was so angry, she snapped a plastic hairbrush in half (with her bare hands, not by hitting it against something hard) and threatened to intentionally dump a strawberry milkshake in the inside of Grandpa's really nice Lincoln. She has been threatening to hurt herself, has been hitting her sister, and even me. Her grandpa bought her a skateboard to play with while here, and the helmet can't be tight enough, even though I discovered the strap had been so tight, her skin was abraised and bleeding under her chin and on her neck. She has been stomping around, growling; when I refused to buy her a pair of shoes, she kicked me in the knee twice, right there in the shoe store. There have been basically a lot of awfulness. I'm just ranting basically... My parents simply don't understand, and my husband's parents (mother in law specifically) sat me down and told me I "needed to do something about her grandchildren and myself." @.@ If she only knew the lengths to which we have gone to DO SOMETHING. UGH UGH UGH!!! I'm so appreciative to have a place I can vent my frustrations where other parents understand.