Every day I ask the boys not to throw water all over the bathroom while they wash and every day they ignore me. Today I walked in there and smacked Yasin. I feel like ****.
He seems to be over it but I'm not.

He's doing my head in right now. He shouts all the time - I wish he would just conduct his conversations at a normal volume. He shouts and points at people no matter how often I ask him not to point. He's in his bed now shouting at the ceiling. I have no idea how his brother sleeps through it.
At his swimming lesson he's totally feral - he blows rasberries at the teacher, jumps off the platform, splashes and basically carries on like a crazy pants. I feel so sorry for his teachers.

I shudder to think how he must behave at school.

I used to love his oddness but now I just worry that it's going to have a really negative impact on his life. Or maybe I'm projecting because I was always the school weirdo.

I'm so tired of having to go out in public and deal with the looks.