Friday

This picture is from yesterday, in the car after school. Lord, GOD, did he have a bad night. He tore his room apart, broke a sweet bear that my cousin made for him, tore his mattress off his box spring (which he eventually slept on, the poor stupid baby), and generally made a mess until 11:00 or something. He was *very* weepy this morning, I don't know what the hell is going on. We're going to duct tape his mattress to his box spring and clear off his dresser. He covered up his cd player with everything, pillows, his small rug, etc., so we think maybe he doesn't want his sleep cd on anymore? It is hard to know.