Being held hostage

     UGH! We had a great 4th of July weekend. But, I am now at home sitting in the office waiting for Colin to stop having his temper tantrum. A temper tantrum that started when I tried to go to the store to get food, since our cupboards are bare. I believe it started because he couldn't find his wallet with his money in it. He wanted his money  so he could get an icee when he went with me to the store. I looked for him in all the places it could have been, but I could not find it. His frustration built and it trickled to other issues. He wanted to go to the store with me, then he didn't. He left with me but then changed his mind so when I turned around to bring him back home, he got even more frustrated. I left him at home. He called me (I did not answer because I was driving) but I turned around and went home cause I knew he was agitated. So now, I am sitting here trying not to engage him (because that will make him more agitated) and he is yelling at me and saying mean things. The good news is, he is not destroying things like he normally might when he's pissed off like this. There is no reasoning with him, no trying to talk him through this. He is mad and frustrated (and sometimes it's hard for me to understand why) and he just needs to blow off steam until he is back to his rational self. This might take 15 minutes or 3 hours. You just never know with him. I do know that ignoring him is the best thing and that is sometimes very hard to do.
     Two steps forward one back. I asked him to let me finish something and I will help him look again for his wallet. He didn't like that. So now he's back to being pissed. He was starting to come down and then I made him wait. How in the world will he ever survive in the real world if these little things piss him off so much?