So tonight was a really BAD night for us. It started with my difficult child and easy child outside playing and our neighbor came out, she is a year older than my daughter. I thought they were all playing nicely and then I heard difficult child screaming at them. He didnt want to play basketball, he just wanted to shoot the ball and the girls wanted to play a game. He was screaming at them that he hated them, they never do what he wants to do...etc As he got louder I had to go outside and do something. So i said to him, just come inside with mumma for a bit and to come down and then you can back outside, he got louder, went in the garage and it turned into a chase, he was throwing stuff at me. I tried to have the girls for moment but they were frozen watching us. I had to threaten him with not being able to go to tball game that night. He came inside, and continued to scream YOU HATE ME, i dont want to be inside, i said ok well get yourself calmed down and you can. after about 15 minutes of throwing his shoes, messing up throw rugs and kicking the floor he went outside and they all argues again. Its time to come inside and get ready to tball game and go to a fast food place before. He took his shoes and socks off, threw them at me, took off his shorts, threw them....all while screaming and crying. I said, calmly, ok so lets go get ready for tball and put your uniform on, NOPE, he took off his underpants and stuck his butt up at me. I lost it and yelled to pull up his underwear up. he did, but was still in a rage. I dragged him to get dressed, he fought me tooth and nail but i got him dressed, hubby and easy child were waiting in the car. he was yelling i hate tball, he doesnt, he wants to quit etc. carried him to car and off to get dinner still crying he says i dont want anyone to see me crying, i dont want to eat.....we get to food and is now saying i want to run away and go live with another family...i hate you guys....i got him food and of course it wasnt what he wanted but if i didnt get him anything i would be yelled at, no winning. by the time we get to the game he is better.....but hubby and i talked and wondered what we should have done, should we have not forced him to the game that he was depended on for the team, should I have literally got him dressed and carried him to the car. I dont know what we could have or should have done different here. any advice?