I complain about my poor son, but tonight he was genuinely sweet and caring. We went to Chuck E. Cheese with my sister and her kids. My middle daughter and one of my sister's daughters got a troll doll for tickets from games. The other cousin and my other daughter didn't earn enough. My son(the difficult child) earned a kick ball. When he realized that the other two girls didn't get dolls, he went back to the counter and traded his prize in so each of the little ones could have a doll. I started crying in the middle of the place--I was just so overwhelmed. So of course, my husband went back and bought the ball for him. It just made me so happy to see that. I think God knew I needed to see something positive come from my son today!