David slept late yesterday. In fact, he slept from 9 to 8:30. And for the first few minutes, he was cheery and playful - playing peekaboo from under his bear.
Then, when Jane went in to dress him, his mood shifted Just Like That. And he's been a whining, crying, screaming bundle of emotion ever since. He didn't cry when I dropped him off, though - he was too dazed for that. And to top it off, he's been somewhat lacking in enthusiasm now over the toddler room, even though he says he likes the kids there.
Feh.
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