Tuesday, we went to the beach with some friends. It was good to see the kids having fun.
We had a great time, but in typical attachment disorder fashion, the **** hit the fan when we came home. It was like old times, when the kids had meltdowns whenever we had a happy time as a family. The only difference is that when the kids are teenagers, the meltdowns are scarier.
This was the hardest part of the week.
After the dust settled, one of our older kids took Mr. I out for a movie. I was in a daze, so Microbio daughter took me out to watch a baseball game at a pizza place. It was escapism, but we couldn't do much else at the time.