Friday morning

Max is at school. It's at Grace's house today. We had a lovely morning -- he seems to be moving out of the trantrum hell of last week. It's like recovering from menstrual cramps, when you're just so grateful to feel normal. He got dressed AND ate breakfast without a meltdown. (Last week it was "Pick One.") Eliza woke up early, ate a lot, played, peed through her diaper and went right back to sleep after 1.5 hours. She's such a good girl.

At school, Max brought a chick and some bunny ears in his backpack. He got them out and Grace wanted to play with them. I explained he had to share and asked him how many minutes. He said, "A lot of minutes."

But he ended up turning them over when it was still his turn. Grace and Clara then hid under the piano and wouldn't let Max in because they were going through the special things in Clara's purse. Monica took the purse away and then Max was welcome to join them. Funny little birds.