One more definition for a difficult child entering into its tweens: They go from I hate you to I fn hate you. Rough morning. Now he hates daycare. I think the problem is he only goes two days a week so its a transition-like event rather than one he goes to every day and gets used to. Yelling and anger finally gave way to utter cries of despair as we drove to the daycare parking lot. As soon as someone saw him and he realized he wasnt alone in his drama, he put on his other face for the world. So now Im utterly exhausted though he never saw me sweat.