And it went pretty well considering how the Holiday began. Christmas Eve was a disaster at best. difficult child asked me to take her to target to buy easy child her Christmas gift. easy child had mentioned that she wanted to start wearing more makeup. difficult child spent an hour or so picking out shades and colors that she thought would look good on easy child. (difficult child has an amazing eye for makeup and does hers to perfection most days.) She spent about $35 on all of it. I offered to help pay for it, and she declined because she wanted it to be just from her. Well, easy child opened it and difficult child offered to show her how to use it. difficult child did easy child's eyes, and easy child looked really nice. Well, easy child went looked at herself and says "Nice, I look like I have a black eye!" I saw the hurt in difficult child's face, and knew things were going to go south. difficult child really looks up to easy child even though she would never admit it. And, it crushed her that easy child didn't thank her or show any appreciation. Then, I mentioned to easy child she should have been nicer. Then, easy child gets huffy. Nice. Merry Christmas to me. Then, Christmas Eve night difficult child said she couldn't sleep so I stayed with her. I fell asleep, and she woke me about 1:30am. She had a major meltdown. Basically an all out temper tantrum. She was kicking her feet like she was swimming and whining and screaming. She kept telling me that she couldn't make her brain stop, and she just wanted to sleep. Everything I did would just make it worse, so I just left her room for awhile and let her carry on. Finally around 3 she managed to calm down long enough to an emotional puke fest. I just listened and validated everything she was saying. I told her if she just wanted to stay home for Christmas and not go to my moms that it would be fine. She said no she wanted to go. So we woke up around 8 opened presents and left home @ 11 for our 2 1/2 hr. drive. She held it together the entire time we were gone. I am fully expecting a meltdown either tonight or tomorrow. I hate when she has one. But, will deal with it. Hopefully in therapy she will learn how to handle it better.