I talked to your Kindie teacher today, and she told me you had taken a robot letter from class and put it in your backpack. One of your friend's told on you. She said when she confronted you, you fessed up to it right away and went to get it from your backpack. You had major consequences at school that followed over into the next day.
You usually tell me this stuff too, but today, you didn't.
I had a talk with you after school. Tonight getting ready for bed, you were crying big tears. You said it was because you didn't want to go to bed, but usually you don't cry that hard and long over having to go to bed.
That's when I heard this tiny voice.
"I'm scared."
What I asked?
"I'm scared," and you started crying harder.
I scooped you up and hugged and kissed you and asked you why. You said you were scared because you didn't want to go to jail. My mind raced back to our conversation and I told you that people who steal go to jail.
I kissed you again and assured you that you were not going to jail. I told you that you are just a kid, and you are still learning; however, if you steal and you're a grown up, you will go to jail. I said I was proud of you for being honest even though it was hard and you knew you had done wrong. My heart was actually filled with so much joy, not that you had made a mistake, but that you were honest, showed remorse, and seemed to have learned a life lesson. THAT made me proud.
Love you little dude,
You're going to move mountains and change the world for the better,
Love,
Mommy
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