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!
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