We were given a new prescription and a love letter at the bottom of his report card today for his annual exam. He got his prozac renewed, his scripts for new inhalers, and he knows every time we do this that the needle is coming out for a blood draw. He grows at everyone, and when they all have to restrain him in super burrito the hell breaks loose: Screaming, writhing, demon noises, and evacuated his bladder. Stewart was so upset with strangers that he freaked out in the McDonald's drive thru when the lady took our money, so he booked it to the floor between my feet, and this is where he got a few junk food nibbles and stayed the entire way home. He got his first bath in about three years.