Last night Dominic had his 2nd Gymnastics class. I'm so afraid they are going to say "hey listen, hate to say it but your kid is a shit. We're going to have to ask him to leave." They chased him everywhere. He wouldn't do exactly as told, he'd start then do it his own way. He refused to sit on his target like the other kids and kept running around screaming and laughing while the teachers chased him. They would take him aside and try talking to him but he just kept looking at the other kids and wouldn't listen to the teachers so they would take his face and face his eyes towards them and then he'd nod yes probably that he'd behave. It was hard to watch. I wanted to cry, I wanted to go in there and beat his ass. By the time we got out of there I was having side cramps from all the fighting to get him to the car. He ended up going to sleep at 9- totally crashed out. Atleast the class wears him out.