In Forty Minutes

I go from positive plus to in the basement negative in forty minutes. I thought it was going to be okay when Cyrus hugged my legs. He had a huge grin on his face, he acted like he loved me. We went to recess. He was a train wreck but gave him many chances. Easier than trying to corral him because if I tried that I would lose face. No one can corral him. I am practically carrying him back inside where he…. Throws scissors, spits in faces, yells and runs around the room. I feel like I have trekked a mountain and ran a marathon. It is truly taxing that one child can do this in a mere forty minutes!