Monday was great. No notes, no ouch or incidents reports and his teachers didn't look like exhausted desperate beaten down shells of their former selves. Yesterday I get there and, as always, the first words out of my mouth are "How was he today?" Which is asked while I wear my best "please don't kick my kid out of your day care if for no other reason than you kinda like me" face. I was told he had a great day...until they went outside.
While they were outside Alex found a Skip It. Aaaaand hit picked it up and hit a kid with it. So he had to sit down for the remainder of outside time. You know, because he used a toy like a medieval mace.