It was late one Friday afternoon when I picked Oliver up from daycare. Usually on our way out the door, he’d head over to the basket of apples to grab a quick snack that he eats on our way home. This time, the basket of apples was empty. We hadn’t gotten out of the daycare car park before it started. The screaming, the kicking, the throwing things - the rage. Now Oliver goes to school three days a week and he was enrolled in daycare for the other two. It’s a full week[...]