I know late night worry sessions. I've had a couple of episodes this year with Charlie, who is on the itty bitty side, where bigger boys went after him, he lashed out and, after the fact, I found out he was standing up for himself. I've tried to teach him a combo of things with these episodes: if he needs help, he needs to go get a grown up and if it is too much he needs to walk away, move away, find a place where he feels safe and not resort to lashing out. After reading a report from preschool, that seems to be opposite of what they want to see. They talk about him not interacting enough with his peers, moving off and playing independently and, according to them, "shutting down" when things become too raucous. But, he's also singing along to John Doe lyrics, reading over my shoulder while I'm on the computer, using Google to search "thomas" and "veggie tales" (and getting a little irritated that Thomas Jefferson keeps popping up on the screen), and carrying around the old cat in adoration (and the cat's irritation). He is who he is; I get frustrated, he gets frustrated but at the end of the day he climbs onto my lap, hugs me and tells me he loves me. And, I can't but help loving him from start to finish. If he is exotic-chaotic-and-a-little-neurotic to others, so be it.