Here's a little sweetness to balance my frustration from yesteray:
Both of my children adore their grandparents. All of them -- they just love them. They are excited to see them, sad to leave them, and always ready and willing to give them hugs and snuggles. I love this!
Violet has been a kissy-face lately, giving me smooches everywhere just because she can -- insisting on kissing both of my cheeks, my eyes, my mouth, my nose, my ears my neck and my belly -- three times: one for me and one for each baby. Considering we thought for a while she was never going to kiss either of us, the shower of kisses is very welcome.
Milo told us something very kind the other day. There is an autistic boy in his class and he has an aide, Mrs. S. Milo loves Mrs. S. and says he always gives her a hug when he sees her. Apparently, he invited her to "have turkey with us on Thanksgiving." She politely declined, but I'm guessing she was pretty tickled about it.
Aaaahhh... now I feel better!