He did what?? This week my wife is out of town on a business related venture, leaving me as the sole car-giver to our son. This isn't a big deal, but it's always easier when there's two of us. Kind of like a tag-team wrestling match. When one's had their fill they can tag out and let the other take over. I like to think that we do a pretty good job as tag-team parents, even if my wife will tell you that she's in the ring much more than I am.

The weekend is coming up and my folks want us to come into town so that they can see their grandson. My son wants to go to see his grandparents. This is knowledge I can try and use to my advantage.

I have been holding this out of state venture over his head since before my wife left. I'm trying to use it to curtail certain behavior and promote the "good boy" effect. And it was working. At least for Monday and Tuesday. But when I get to daycare at the end of the day to pick him up, I find out he got reprimanded for "spitting at a child at playtime".

What?!?

He did what?!?

Spitting?!?

Yes, spitting. And of course, there's no explanation as to why he would choose spitting.

I spent the whole ride home verballing reprimanding the boy and took away any afternoon priveleges he normally has.

Let me tell you, it's not as easy for me to explain why he shouldn't do the things that he does without using profanity. And that makes me sound like a raving lunatic if you were to have overheard our conversation in the car this afternoon.

And for the record, his "afternoon went well". Guess that means his mouth dried up and he couldn't produce any more spit.

2 more days to go til the weekend.  ¶ 5:30 PM