I actually got some rare snuggle time with difficult child yesterday. I've been reading with him from the Diary of the Wimpy Kid books and he has been sitting right with me. Today after work he called me to tell me he and husband were leaving in a few minutes (I thought husband told him to call but found out he didn't) and wanted to know would I read with him tonight. Now that means a lot on a whole bunch of levels-one he called to ask me to read with him-me not husband (the usual one of choice) and just the fact that he is listening to and enjoying stories is great. Just to keep me from getting too excited he was still very gfgish tonight-rude and disrespectful but at least I got to see the sweet side as well-think I'll just savor the sweet side tonight.