E and I went to the mall today with some friends.  They had a nice little play area there, so E and her friend got to play.  Eleanor walked up to a boat and the little boy playing in it (maybe 2) punched her in the face.  E came running to me, but the boy's mom saw the hit and grabbed E for the boy to apologize to her.  Eleanor got away and buried herself in me (I was about five feet from the hitting).  The mother was very harshly scolding the little boy and telling him to say he was sorry.  After he did, she whisked him away.

I am all for kids being scolded for hitting and being made to apologize, but not at the expense of the victim.  Eleanor is a very sensitive child.  I was afraid that E would think that the woman was mad at her.  I reassured her that she did nothing wrong and she seemed fine. 

I woke up at some point before morning with a leg on my face.  It was neither mine nor Matt's.  I took Eleanor back to bed.  I recently bought a new bed for her off of craigslist.  It's a twin sized very low loft bed.  She LOVES it.  For some reason though since the change to the new bed, she's taken to getting out of bed at night.  Usually, it's just before she goes to sleep. 

In other news, we have learned the secret of keeping E's bed dry.  Before we go to bed, either Matt or I take E to the bathroom.  She seldom wakes up and almost always pees as soon as she's set on the potty.  Crazy.

I also learned the secret to Candyland.  Stack the deck.  This morning E wanted to play a board game.  Luckily the Frosty Princess (or whatever her name is) card was the first one she drew.  The game was over in six turns and E was engaged for the full time.  And she won.  Very nice.

There's a student I love who tonight said he wanted to be my son.  It wasn't because he likes me so much, but because he heard me say I was having mushrooms for dinner.  Silly kid.