Happy Last Day of the First Month of the New Year!
I sat in a chair and enjoyed a chocolate covered marzipan from See's candy.
It was divine.
Otherwise most of the day was un-divine, as I spent it wondering when my child became such a brat.
Most of the time the Big O is a sweet little boy. A child who tells me almost hourly that he loves me, throws few tantrums, is nice to his friends and others, and overall is just a pleasant kid.
Today he returned from a short stay at his grandmother's and was rotten all day long. He had three friends over and spent most of that time in time-out, while the three other children played happily with his toys.
Theric and I are noticing that when the Big O returns from spending time with either set of grandparents he becomes noticeably more bratty. I suppose our parents are only doing what grandparents feel is their calling--spoiling the grandkids. Oh well. There's really not much I can do about that. Usually the extreme brattiness is gone by the next day, so I shouldn't worry too much I guess.
On a completeley different subject: The Thteed's Last Day of the First Month of the New Year letter is obviously running late. So, just so you all know, it will be very late in coming this year. We are working on it but running into some problems with our hardware. Please wait patiently; it will arrive soon.