Do you ever really enjoy going out but dread it at the same time? I absolutely dread having to go out to something I enjoy (dinner, movie) with Eric, his behavior is so out there. He runs in circles, he drags himself on the floor, he hits himself, when I try to get him up he drags himself on the floor using his whole weight. He screams loudly whenever you say no, Its so much work, and sometimes, I just want to stay home but it seems unfair to my girls to not be able to go to a movie theatre with a mom whos ****** because their brother is running away again. I dont even want to go out anymore. Do you ever say, you know what its just too much work to go out and become a homebody?