No, I'm not going to wash up.

I met his new teacher today for the first time. "He's been a good boy." She told. (Pause) "Most of the day."

Back home they immediately started a snuggle with his big sister. Which turned to him whacking me a few times when I told them to cut off. Which is why he was sent outside to calm down while I had to prepare the dinner.

All sorted out after a while. He apologized after some serious words I had with him, and gave a good hug, had three bowls of soup and later some porridge.

Not that easy to grow older.

According to Aapo, the most fun thing today was a fire drill where they got to go outside through windows instead of a door.

"No, I'm not going to have a wash and go to bed. I want to play."