Me: How was school?
Boy: mmm
Me: Anything fun happen?
Boy: uhhhhh
Me: Learn anything new?
Boy: errrrr
Me: Did you even go to school?
Boy: oeuklerimmeiere
So it was completely unexpected that last night at bedtime we had a meltdown. Yesterday was the boy's last day of 6th grade....
"It was the best year ever! We had so much fun! I don't want it to be over! My class was perfect! There is no way 7th grade will be as much fun! I want to stay in 6th grade!"
Wow. I was taken totally by surprise by the tears.
Where are Mike Brady or Andy Griffith and their quick awesome fatherly advice when you need them?
My attempts to assure him that 7th grade would be just as good were only met with more tears.
If I had seen this coming, I might have been able to prepare a response....but as it was, I just sat next to him and let him cry.
This just never gets easier, does it?
It sounds to me like you did the perfect thing. Just sitting next to him and letting him cry. I don't think kids are looking for someone to give them the right answer or right response. They truly just need someone to sit with them and let them cry. Great job! I continue to love reading your posts. We ended our one year where all 3 kids went to the same school. It was a fun year, but it's over, and it's sad, too. But we are enjoying summer vacation.
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