I guess since the whole sleep-weirdness thing didn't pan out, Josh is taking a new tack in his efforts to keep me on my toes.
Earlier today, a Walgreen's Specialty Pharmacy rep came to the house to meet with Zach and I - Zach is starting on Growth Hormone shots this week and she needed to come and orient us on how to give it, store it, prime the injector, dial up the dose, etc etc. Josh was happily doing his thing up in his room, so Zach and I were downstairs in the dining room with the rep. I had already warned her that Josh might show up without pants and not to be alarmed.
Apparently I should also have warned her about his random, sudden, ear-piercing primal screams when he's only about 3 feet away...
Josh came downstairs while we were talking, took one look at us sitting and talking at the table, and promptly went in to upset-whiny mode. He started asking me for everything. I excused myself for a minute to go get what I thought he wanted, turned out it was one of those, "nothing you get me or offer me even if I've asked for it is going to make me happy, in fact, it's just going to make me more upset" moods. Those are fun. So he was getting louder and more disruptive, I went back to continue with the rep. Josh followed me. He would not leave me alone. So we tried to continue our orientation with Josh grabbing at me and crying in that high-pitched knife to the brain way that he has. I tried tickling him to break the funk, often this works well. He'd start laughing for a few seconds but he was determined to continue the disruption, undeterred by my distraction he'd let loose with the primal scream. It will make you jump even if you're used to it, and the poor rep must have come off her chair a good 6 inches. I had to give Zach his first injection with Josh harassing me the entire time.
About 5 minutes after the rep had gone, Josh was perfectly fine. Happy as a clam, going about his business like nothing had happened. Whaaaaaaa? OK. I am used to his tantrums being somewhat random and occasionally inconvenient but this was... purposeful. He'd come downstairs, saw us talking, and decided for whatever reason that this was unacceptable, and did his best to interfere. The only other times I've ever seen him behave this way ON PURPOSE, with the intent to change something that was going on, has been when we've tried watching a movie or tv show on the family room tv at a time when he was not interested relinquishing it for our use. We've had people to the house before, it's not like he's never seen someone he doesn't know come in. It was a surprise and honestly, really annoying. I love Josh, and I don't like complaining about him or making it seem like he's terrible to be around because he's not, for the most part. But he gets so much of my time and attention as it is, and this is a really big deal for Zach and I need Zach to know that I am 100% there for him on this. Usually I take Josh's tantrums in stride but I let my annoyance show while the rep was here.
So now I feel guilty. Guilty because I couldn't give Zach and the discussion 100% of my focus and guilty because I lost my patience with Josh, who, can't exactly help how he is. So, it was a fairly suck-tastic parenting episode. Both kids getting the short end of the stick on this one. WHO TOOK THE LONG ONE? Damnit.
In other news, Josh helped himself to about 7 Pop Tarts after dinner. Hey, I'm all for his being able to get things for himself, but, this may have been a little bit of an abuse of that freedom. Little. Bit. Someone should figure out how to fill them with meat and veggies yet still have them look and taste the same...