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<\/a><\/p>\nBut every few minutes, he begs for the TV to be on Trevor found this pair of newborn socks with little dogs on them. The socks had heads and then four little feet around the sides. I could not believe it, but they were able to stretch enough to go on his feet! He loved wearing them, and barked at the dogs Then, without prompting, he decided to give them hugs and kisses. Flexible Trevor! As long as I kept watch, we kept the hitting to a minimum and things were OK. But then we got to dinner time. At the kitchen table, Brendan throws everything you might give him and decides to play with his trach instead. And then he yells. His yell sets Trevor off with a cry that is like a smoke alarm that you can’t turn off. He just melts down 100% and screams and can’t seem to get ahold of himself. I thought we were making progress today. We had some good play time, some good naps, and nothing special we had to do or get done. We just did grocery shopping first thing and stayed home. Brendan likes to stack … Continue reading
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\nWe struggle to know what to do. As long as Brendan sat at the table, Trevor sobbed out of control. Bill took Brendan out of the room and I was able to get Trevor to settle enough to get his dinner in him.
\nThe noise and stress is hard on everyone, I wish I understood what was wrong.
\nThe rest of the evening, we had to keep them separated, just for our sanity.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"