Good Days

For the first time ever Patrick has agreed with me when I've told him he had a good day. He'll often say his day was "come-ci, come-ca" and give one thumb up and one thumb down.

My poor little fella is such a perfectionist. If he makes even one little tiny mistake (which of course you and I know that "normal" children make those mistakes all the time) he thinks it was a bad day and he feels really bad about himself. But this week he had three really good days in a row and finally today he admitted to me that they were good days. Woohoo.

Another milestone for us. He went on a field trip with his school on Wednesday...without me! It went really well and all of us are really proud of him.

I've realized it's been ages since I've posted a pic of my cute little guy. Stay tuned.