Eli was having a meltdown. I blame it on being sleep deprived from waking up way to early for days on end, but whatever the reason, Eli was out of control while we were at Grandma's house last weekend. He was being really mean to Asher, screaming and crying non-stop, completely ignoring anything he was being told to do- he was absolutely out of control. As the behaviour continued and seemed to escalate, I was ready to put him in a room for eternal time out. Even Grandma had reached her limit with how he was acting. Thank goodness for Grandpas! Grandpa asked if he could take Eli out for a little while. When they returned later, Eli told me all the details of their adventure. They first went to "Grandpa's Gas Station" (the one he goes to every Saturday morning for his Diet Coke) and he got to pick out any treat he wanted. After paying for his Gummi Pizza (yuck!), they went to a Christmas tree lot and enjoyed walking through the all trees. After they'd seen enough trees, they drove through some neighborhoods to enjoy all the Christmas lights and decorations.
Eli returned a new, cooperative, happy little boy. Thank goodness for Grandpa who could love a little boy no one else could at that moment.
