A calm day

While I was fighting doctors in Sydney, Bright Eyes was having a good day at preschool. He was absolutely delighted to have daddy pick him up and was calm all afternoon - not a single tantrum.

When I said good night to him, I asked about preschool.

Him: "Hamilton hit my back."

Me: "Oh, did it hurt?"

Him: "Yes."

Me: "Did you tell the teacher?"

Him: "Kristie" (which is the teacher's name)

Me: "Did you hit him?"

Him: "No. I didn't do that. He did that. He did it. I didn't!"

When he's calm, he's great, and he's improving!