it was bound to happen.
and today it did.
and it broke my heart into a million tiny pieces.
sydney came running into the house sobbing after some girls told her to go home and they didn't want to play with her.
it evoked something inside of me that i would best describe as "mad mama bear."
i calmly and lovingly took sydney into my arms and we shared a nice long chat about how it made her feel...followed by some otter pops, nail painting and coloring together. she needed it. and quite frankly, so did i.
later, i did have a polite little visit with the girls. i simply let them know that they really hurt sydney's feelings...for what it's worth.
so my reason for sharing is primarily to ask the following question to all my mommy friends:
how do you help your children deal with the inevitable run in with a less than friendly friend?
15 comments:
i'm so sorry to hear that! it's definitely just a part of growing up. usually i do the same thing as you--talk about how it made them feel and that it's not nice to treat others that way. cookies usually help too!
I hope it was not Grace... she loves Syd!
lynette: thanks, it was definitely a case of protect-your-first-born-itis. it's tough to see them so sad. but, i know my skin with thicken with time and i'm sure her's will too...
:)
no kristen, it wasn't grace...she's a doll!
Makes you so sad huh?! Poor Syd!
Remember when that happened to Gavin with syd and Grant and he was so heartbroken..? well, it was a great lesson for him. I use it as an example of how you can hurt someones feelings, also then how sweet she was after and made him that card! All great lessons!!
P.S. They are just jealous she is too cute! :)
trish: life lessons. so true. turning a sad situation into a teachable moment really is the best idea :)
p.s. can i just tell you how adorable your boys are when they both come over and ring the doorbell...i open the door and they are both standing right on the threshold of the door so anxious to see if syd can play. i just want to squish them....so sweet!
The first time that that happend to Jaylee (aka~first born) it was in Kindergarten. She came home from school kinda sad and when I finally got it out of her, she was sobbing. She told me, "I never want to go back to school ever again!" I walked to the front room, called Jesse who was still at work and cried. Then went back to her room and let her tell me about what happend. Mean is not fun. It's important for them to learn this lesson, but at the same time..it is a hard lesson to learn. Even for us moms! Hugs to you!
Hugs to both of you! It is so hard!
brooke: not fun is right...thank you for the kind words!
steph: thank you :)
oh wow... Preston came home off the bus the other day and ran in his room crying and he finally told me that someone was making fun of him and told him his eyelashes were too long... seriously, thats it, I had to go in the other room because it made me cry too. Kids will pick anything they can to make fun of someone. I had to tell him that people go pay money for eyelashes like his :) We made a list of all the great things about him and he felt tons better.
kendra: the great-things-about-you list is the most fabulous idea ever! i love it...
and yes, tell him to embrace those long luscious lashes. i'm jealous!
p.s. miss you at pilates...pull some strings and get it back to 5:30 would ya? :)
Oh Jill, we just went through this with Kalli a few weeks ago. She came home crying from school saying she missed her old school and Haylie and Ashley and said nobody at recess would play with her so she sat by her classroom door until recess was over.
It totally ripped my heart out and I totally get the mama bear thing.
The next day she came home from school as happy as ever meanwhile I worried about her all day!
Can I just say that boys are a breath of fresh air.
nat: the bright side is that they really are remarkably resilient. now if i could only get over it as easily as she has! lol!
It's one of those rotten things in life. I usually resort to telling P things like *That kid has a home life that sucks* or *She'll never get past high school*, you know, I take the high road.
allison: the high road. i like it!
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