Halloween went as expected yesterday:
Excitement - check
fun costume - check
trick or treating with best friend - check
tons of candy - check
HUGE MELTDOWN - check, check, check.
If you think that's from the candy, you'd be mistaken. One piece only, it was just exhaustion and too much excitement.
And starting the morning winning an award for being one of the most respectful first graders at an assembly, and he has a healthy sense of irony.
And being almost seven.
I've told him that seven year olds DO NOT HAVE TANTRUMS.
So he's getting it out of his system while he can.
Of course he hasn't put it together that I'm forty something and still have tantrums...
Shhhhh! Don't tell on me.