It's been so warm (mid 60s) -- well, after it snowed and wrecked thousands of trees -- that I've near forgotten next week is Thanksgiving, meaning that the holiday season is upon us with resulting schedule disruptions, days off, talk of how holly-jolly- joyous 'the season' is when Charlie would just rather plod about his business.
I suspicion that was why Charlie got 'out of the blue' upset at school and then, post fun and fine bike ride, got knocking-over-furniture, throwing-stuff upset at home.
Furniture can be righted and walls cleaned and a boy who gets beyond ANXIOUS is just trying to communicate ineffables.
I added days to Charlie's calendar and am scheming all the way to New Year's Day 2012.
Happy holidays, here we come.
(Or should I say, ho ho ho oh no?)