I used to tell DD's daycare teachers that I was dropping off my sullen teenager, back when she was 3 or 4. She is a polite, well-behaved child now, and also very funny. (The other day, DH installed an LED in the toilet, so the bowl glows red when the lights are off and it senses someone moving in the bathroom. (Don't ask why.) He came in and announced that we had a glowing red toilet. DD12 looked at him in mock horror and asked, "What did you eat?")
I didn't reply before because I'm not sure what we did that made her turn around (if anything). It felt like we just waited it out.
