He's in 'a mood' today.
Hyper-sensitive to everything, being uber-concrete in his thinking and processing of what we say, not really engaged in this reality and getting crappy with us for daring to make him focus, to concentrate on the here and now.
Yeah, we're wicked nasty like that.
Even made him prepare his own anti-anxiety medication!
Consisted of him dropping 2 tablets into half a glass of water to dissolve.
Then he had to throw 6 various oil tablets down his gullet.
Simply savage parental units the poor mite suffers with.
He's off to a discussion with scientists tonight on evolution at the Melbourne Museum and he's currently got his 30 mins allowance on his Nintendo.
Geek kid is in his happy place!