Yesterday, I picked Rose up from school, and she had this really closed sad look on her face. It had been a bad day. Lilly accused Rose of being mean to Jing during the game at recess and scratched her. In art class Jane said Rose's picture looked dreadful. Then Rose put a dot on Jane's picture. Then Jane put a dot on Rose's picture. Then Rose, then Jane until Rose's picture was all scribbled on. Eliot threw a pencil and when the art teacher asked who did it, he pointed at Rose. I told her today would be better, and it was for her.

John turned to me tonight as David was having a particularly loud fit and said, "Is he worse than usual?" Yes. It's the post Halloween let down, the our being out of town, and it's that dang time change. He's getting up too early and just off kilter. He doesn't make these transitions easily.