Picked D up from school this afternoon and he was singing about Cinco de Mayo. They saw a film about the holiday in school and he had to tell me all about it. Most of what he remembered was that Cinco was Spanish for five, de means of and Mayo stands for May. "Cinco. De. Mayo. Cinco de Mayo, Gigi! It means the 5th of May, get it?? I'm cinco. I'm FIVE."
His attitude is much, much better than it has been. He's not throwing as many tantrums or having as many emotional outbursts. He seems to be much calmer. He stayed with his parents Friday afternoon until 7:45, then didn't go back until Sunday afternoon.
We finally got a contract on the old house. It's been 8 months but I understand that is average. Can't wait to be out from under two mortgages!
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