He was not willing to compromise...temper, temper.
So he wore himself out, not once but twice (looks quite angelic when he is sleeping).
Brayden's home care nurse was with him at school and sending me updates through out the day, nice to have a spy.
Once he came home he was not any happier with us for sending him to school. He would fuss at us if we tried to talk to him. He was mad at me and would not let me hold him, giving me that great arching back that makes him impossible to hold.
All I can say, is it can only get better...right?
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