I'm sitting on a bus, heading home from Target, and we've been stopped for about 15 minutes. Why? Someone spilled a drink and they have to clean it up due to a slip and fall hazard.
Nicholas sits next to me blabbering on as I scroll through facebook, casually thinking of our day. Over all, it was good. And I tell him so.
"Thank you for behaving today."
"You're welcome."
"I appreciate it when you behave."
"You forgive me for when I don't behave?"
"Of course!"
He understands things get difficult for the both of us when he can't quite behave, and I do try so hard to keep my cool and be understanding that he is not as in control as most his age.
But it's not always that way. Sometimes it's good. Even great. Today was great. And I must keep reminding myself of this as I think of the impending supermarket trip that must take place this weekend.
Sometimes it's great.
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