Monday, September 22, 2008
This morning on the way to daycare my oldest son told me "You are a bad Mommy". Talk about ripping my heart out and stomping on it....and kicking dirt on it too. I told him that he hurt my feelings.
I wouldn't let him take his plastic binoculars to daycare because it was not show and tell day. They do not like toys from home brought in except for show and tell day.
I was just about in tears. In my head I was thinking of "sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me".
When I dropped him off and left him with his teacher....he ran back to me and said "I want to give you a hug and a kiss". So I hugged and kissed him and he said "You ARE a good Mommy". I hugged and kissed him again.