Sammy has a week and a half off of school. He never deals with that change very well. Yesterday was fantastic. We had a playdate things were great. Today is a whole different story. It took me 40 minutes to get him out of the crib, and yes he is still in the crib, will not sleep in the bed. The dr says leave well enough alone because he is climbing into the crib not out. Anyways, we had the entire morning of screaming kicking hitting himself, the whole nine. We would have about 10 good minutes in every hour. 11am rolls around and I decide hey lets get out of here for a bit and go out to lunch. Can we say DISASTER!! We get in the car and a fly flies in. Sammy who loves bugs goes crazy. He is freaking out about the fly. IT touched him. I explained that a fly is a nice bug. IT doesnt bite it gives tickles and buzzes. I am chasing this stupid thing all around the van trying to get it out. I am even in the trunk. Needless to say I though I got it and off we went. We were barely down the street and apparantly the fly was still there. He was freaking out! I had to pull over and try and get it and every time I got the stupd thing out, it would fly back in! So home we went. I tried to cook noodles, he isnt so good when we are cooking andhe ate a bit and after more screaming and tantruming Sammy is now in the crib at 12:30. I dont know if I can take much more of this!