This morning, I woke up. And was half hoping for an easy morning. Did I get it? Nope. I got Adrians food ready, turns out, I did it wrong. He screamed and yelled and cried because he didnt want jelly on his biscuit, he wanted butter. After a good 10 minutes of crying and being frustrated with him, he finally ate. then had breakfast.

I have no patients anymore for him. He is so hyper and his mood can change in an instant.