I believe the behavior specialist was correct when she said it was going to get worse before it gets better. This was not a good day. Adam spent the day screaming every time he was asked to do something he didn't want to do, so then the other children in the BITE room were screaming and it went back and forth and on and on until he sat on the floor and wet his pants, just because. It kind of amuses me when one of the kids complains about the other screaming as if they don't hear the blood-curdling sounds coming out of their own mouths. I would be glad to be home, if the screaming wasn't still occurring, since Adam has had a few of his favorite inconveniences taken away. I wonder if Mack will mind if I open a bottle of wine or three that we bought over the weekend.