A pattern sets in

Until further notice, this will be the default update for how Kodi’s day goes.

Morning
Wail as soon as school is mentioned.
(DotMom, as you predicted, today’s protest started an hour earlier than yesterday.)

Drop off time

• Come up with a dozen different alternatives:
  Let us stay home and watch the garbage truck.
  Let us go to the airport.
  You stay with me in school.
  Let us go to a bigger school. (yes, he actually made up all these suggestions..)

…and in the classroom…
Read me a book.
Do a puzzle with me.
(Did both, and he showed zero interest. This was a stalling mechanism.)

• Realizes there’s no way out and starts crying.
• Hand over to Miss H, I leave him wailing.

30 minutes later
Call to school – “He’s at the gym/outside play. He’s doing fine. No crying.”

Pick up time
He doesn’t even notice me at the door – is too busy playing; when he does see me, he runs to me with a smile, and is very excited to tell me what he did – even before I ask – one sentence running into another.
Today, I sang with Miss
I did orange color
I went to gym
I played in train

Rest of the day
Spent basking in Bapatha’s love.

Next day morning.
Rinse and Repeat.