Roman has had a rough couple days at daycare. Strangely, it came out of the blue. Monday was fine. Tuesday - the report was "pushing, hitting, injured a child." Apparently he harassed most kids except his favorite, Macaylla, pushing Aaron to the ground so he hit his head on the pavement, and pulled a pacifier out of Emma's mouth and threw it across the room (then bursting into laughter). On the one hand, picturing Roman yanking out a pacifier and throwing it is pretty funny. But how embarrassing!

Today we got an ever-so-slightly better report. He pushed a little less, but when hitting kids he hit them with toys. Great...

We're going to ride out the week and see if it gets better. We're dreading it though. Meeting with the director is imminent - he's bored and needs to move up. NOW.

Otherwise he's adorable as usual. Sweet as can be with us. Not eating much but wanting sweets all the time. We're starting to sketch out the gifts we want to give him for Christmas so I can send out lists to those who are interested.

**I just realized the above paragraph makes him seem pretty spoiled. We have talked to him about being a "nice friend" and reinforced more at home with the no-hitting rule. And he may want sweets, but he's not getting them. :)