It's just a phase (please, please let it be just a phase)

Yesterday I took all three boys to Jungle Java in Ann Arbor. "Is she crazy?", I can almost hear you asking. The answer is yes. Yes I am. I wanted to get the boys out of the house and moving, so I thought this would be perfect. The trip there and the time we spent there were fine; mostly uneventful and fun. The trip home is when Ashton exploded, showing his increasingly frightful temper. I don't know how so much passionate anger fits into such a small body. As frustrating as it is (no warning, no guaranteed remedy) it is also upsetting because I really feel bad for him- he just can't calm down, and can't figure out how to make things the way he wants them to be. Life can be so unfair when you are three and not in control. I have to admit that I'm also a little impressed with his lung capacity and stamina, he screamed steadily for the whole 50 minute car ride home!