Did you even think it was possible? I certainly didn't. But if the drama coming from my 4 year old is any indicator of what high school will be like, I think I might just need to freeze time now.
When I picked Alex up from preschool today she was standing on the playground looking forlorn. I had just watched her try to get the attention of a little girl who ignored her and grabbed the arm of another friend and ran away.
My heart broke a little.
When she saw me the tears came slipping down her face and she told me "Lily said she isn't my friend anymore because I was swinging with Sophia and Lily didn't want me to swing with Sophia because Sophia said that Lily is not her friend."
So I said to Alex what any good mother would: "Did you know that you just used a run-on sentence?"
Her whole life is a run-on sentence so I certainly didn't pick that moment to discuss it.
But really, there were just too many things to be addressed about the scenario for that moment, so I picked her up and told her I loved her, and asked if she wanted a piece of candy in the car.
I think I missed my calling to be a therapist, don't you?
Look at that sweet face.
I'll be your friend Alex!
But first we need to have a talk today about how to be a good friend, and lessons we can learn from hurt feelings.
Don't you hate seeing your kids get hurt?
Or lost in a coat?
Or making a mess with a ring pop?
Or refusing to play soccer?
Or sticking their butt out at the sprinkler?
Yeah. Me too.