The Day After

(Again, this happened last September, but exactly one day after the last post)(Exactly)

Well I just have to give an update.

Obviously, last night I was at the end of my rope and as Mom would say "and I'm trying to tie knots in the threads at the end trying to hold on!". I was geared up for anything today. Getting ready to try the crying back thing.

Nothing.

He was great all day. Super lovable, smiling, laughing a lot. Only one tiny outburst but it was over pretty quickly.

Then out came J. asking if we wanted to go to dinner with a potential client tonight, in Seattle. I asked repeatedly - does your client KNOW we have a time-bomb? And where have you been the last week where you have even a remote idea to take this kid out to dinner with a POTENTIAL client?

Nothing. L. was charming, polite, talkative, cute and only fussed when the noodles finally came out and they were too hot to eat. No screaming. No crying. Nothing. The nice doctor even commented on how great L. was, three times. We're even pretty sure that J. got the sale. . . left downtown Seattle at 8, well past bedtime, with a content, happy little boy who acted like he's never been possessed as he obviously was the last four days.

No fussing during his shortened bedtime routine, and when he smacked me too enthusiastically he immediately said "sorry Momma" with no prompting. And went right to sleep.

Makes me wonder if I've been hallucinating or something. . .

or is this just part of the pattern that I must endure??!!