Fistacuffs

Oh oh. Someone was in a bad, bad mood this morning. When we got over to the Old DC I saw him come to fistacuffs with one other little guy. I was horrified. We've we talking to Calum about this lately - trying to help him find acceptable ways of expressing his emotions. He will try pushing, head butting, pinching, kicking, stomping.......and now fighting with his fists. I don't want him to grow up to be a bruiser. It sounds strange, but I'm glad that at least it wasn't one-sided and they were both not backing down. We had to separate them for awhile then all was forgiven. It ended with a hug (after some tears).