That's it, really. We had a lovely day today. He did not slap my leg today. He did not wonk me on the head with a cymbal today. He was in time-out NO TIMES today. There were only a few crying tantrums. We tickled and laughed and played and even snuggled for a few seconds.
Was he sweet like this before, and the terrible twos came and took over like a poltergeist? Is this a new Nate? Maybe I should wait more than 17 hours before I decide that it's a whole new world, huh?