I posted the other day about difficult child really getting it when the therapist told him that when he raises a fist to go after his brother he will always be wrong in my eyes, even if he was right about whatever they were arguing about. I was really proud of him. He really seemed to be doing well this week. Then this afternoon rolls around. The two kids were playing and seemed to be doing really well why they had a misunderstanding over what they were going to play. difficult child says he said one thing. easy child says no, he didn't. difficult child gets all worked up because easy child won't just say that difficult child was right. I was in the room and I could hear and see how this was escalating, so I jumped between the two of them whe difficult child goes to take a swing at him. I grabbed a hold of him. difficult child is fighting to get away from me and beat the tar out of his brother. easy child bumps into the snack table that is next to the couch and my drink goes flying all over the carpet. I tell easy child to go up to his room. He runs out of the room and difficult child is still trying to go after him. He finally tells me that I can let him go and he won't do anything. He goes to get the roll of paper towels to clean up the mess, when he turns on me. He threw the roll at me, screaming at the mess was all my fault because if I had just let him beat his brother the drink never would have spilled, calling me every name in the book. So, while I was cleaning up the spill a story came on CNN that I had actually been waiting to see, so I stopped what I was doing to listen to it. He starts screaming at me that I should not be watching t.v., that I should be cleaning up the mess and he turns off the cable box. I turned it back on, and got to listen to part of the story, but he was screaming all kinds of obscenities at me about how I should be cleaning the mess and not care about what is on the television. He finally announces that he's going down in the basement and that he's sorry for calling me all kinds of names. I told him that just because he says he's sorry doesn't mean that I actually have to forgive him. Seriously, I don't like difficult child right now.