We are currently experiencing technical difficulties. You're thinking I mean technical difficulties with this blog site. I could only wish. I mean technical difficulties with Tyler. It's like he just got bit by the terrible two's bug and became infected with the uncontrollable desire to throw a tantrum over nothing. He goes into a complete trance-like state. Screaming the same word over and over. Saturday it was "Book," Sunday it was "Mama," yesterday it was "chair." Giving him the word he's repeating just leads to more chaos. He throws the book as hard as possible, he flops his flailing body out of the chair, or out of my arms, or tries to strangle me, all while his face is deep red, his hands shaking, his voice hoarse and his eyes filled with tears that pour down his burning cheeks. Yep, that kind of technical difficulty. Shawn and I have whispered to each other our thoughts about Tyler's mental capacity. "Dude he's crazy," I think were my exact words as I watched Tyler try to throw his body onto the ground. At least he hasn't started banging his head on the concrete again. The comments about his mental state are most applicable after the tantrum is over, when normal sweet Tyler suddenly returns acting as if the fit of rage never happened. This is very bizarre.

I don't know about you, but I prefer to ignore the bad stuff and emphasize the positives. So, this may turn into Gavin's Blog until Tyler is over this psycho phase. At 5-1/2 months, Gavin is a roly-poly these days and can roll from the living room to the kitchen in less time than the 60 seconds it takes to make his rice cereal. He's got the greatest gummy grin there is, especially when food is involved!