Monday, September 22, 2008

Monday Meltdown

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.


Jenny said...

Sweet little Nolan? I will probably be crying over things Suzi says to me in a year or so. They don't mean anything by it though. I distinctly remember telling my dad I hated him once, and it hurt his feelings but I never really hated him; I was just mad because I didn't get my way.

GrandmaKathleen said...

Children will say things that can hurt us or give us a jolt to re- evaluate our priorities. I have never forgotten what Mark said to me when he was 4. His dad and I were workaholics and we seemed to leave the boys with babysitters, many times, including my sister, Maureen and her friend Susan.
As I said goodbye, Mark ran up to me and said "You know Mommy I think you love work more than me!