Coming Undone

I thought last night was going to be great. Corban took an exceptionally long nap so Johnny and I got to eat dinner and watch a show. When he woke up though, he seriously broke down. Nothing we did would calm him down. He didn't want held but he didn't want down, he didn't want to eat, he didn't want milk. He literally wandered around the house screaming and would stop and put his little forhead against the wall and just cry. It was the most horrible thing we have ever experienced with him. Honestly, it was worse than when he was actually sick and throwing up. He finally calmed down though and ate some dinner and got a bath - that really seemed to make him feel better. We're wondering if he didn't wake up with a major headache - I think he's got some outdoor allergies.

Today has been OK. I don't work Tuesdays, but we did a premarital counseling session this morning while Corban was napping and Johnny went to the hospital and came back for a different group of premarital. Corban only took a half hour nap this afternoon, but he's standing at the door watching Johnny mow the yard. I've never seen him stand in one place for that long ever. I'm going to go start dinner in a bit. Johnny's gonna grill some pork chops and I'll take care of the veggies. Tomorrow he has to go to jury duty, so Corban and I are on our own. I'm debating going to the mall or something just to get out for a while.