I think the security guys at the Eugene Emeralds game tonight weren't sure whether to help me or watch me carefully for signs of child abuse. I had to carry Avi out of the stadium kicking, screaming, hitting, and calling me "stupid" the whole way out.
It's a good thing I work out. He's one strong kid, muscles and will.
It took a while to calm him down, but he eventually went from angry to sad and was sort so able to acknowledge that he was the reason that we had to leave, so he needn't blame the rest of us.
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