Our house has been VERY Purple the other morning. Trevy was having a meltdown after meltdown over a variety of things kinda day. Mostly related to communication frustration. Which of course is related to his Purple. He's frustrated when we don't understand him. We're frustrated when he doesn't understand us. Lots of frustration round here, ya’ll. I'm proud of Jonathan and I. We managed to keep our cools...which is very difficult when you're dealing with Meltdown Trevy. The only kid that got yelled at isn't Purple Boy. I won’t mention names but we only have two boys. In the midst of Meltdown Mania we also had a Miracle Moment too. Trevy came to the kitchen gate and in his own language asked for cereal and milk in the living room. I informed him he could have cereal but NOT milk in the living room. Which initiated a mini tantrum. Then he said VERY clearly, Bristel HAVE milk ! While pointing towards the living room. Making it clea...
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