And in all honestly, I'm not even sorry about it. My in-laws, who live around the corner, are away for the next two weeks, and they paid Difficult Child to shovel their driveway and walkway so that it looks like someone is home. We told him that it had to be done this today, and he asked if he could do it after lunch. Fine. I told Husband he had to take him down there. Child eats lunch and says he's ready to go. Husband gets up and goes out to clean the car off, which annoys Child because he doesn't want his father to clean the car off. He wants to go NOW!!!!! So he comes back in the house and starts screaming at me, saying his father is yelling at him. I go outside to see what's going on and Child follows me (I HATE when he follows me. He does it all the time, and knows that is aggravate me, but says he doesn't care), so I turn around at him and blurt out, "Don't follow me!! No one wants you around right now!" Not one of my better mom moments. I did apologize, but I'm really not sorry. It wasn't a nice thing to say, but part of me thinks that now he knows what it's like when he screams that he hates us, or curses at us, Occupational Therapist (OT) tells Easy Child that he's is the reason Difficult Child hates his life. What I do feel badly about is that he had a meltdown, because that just ruins everyone's day. Easy Child get frightened and starts to cry. Husband just gets mad, and there I am, trying to hold all of the pieces together. He waLiked out in a huff after I said it, and part of me was hoping that he just wouldn't come back, but I'm not that lucky.