Tuesday, May 17, 2011
A Little Boy's Tears
My little boy broke my heart today...several times. And it wasn't something he did to me. He broke my heart by revealing how broken his own heart was, over and over.
Yesterday was his last day of preschool. His class of seven have become such good friends over the past months. And, you can't pull one over my four year old...he knew the last day of school meant bye bye friends!
So as he anticipated his "graduation" this evening, he would all of a sudden get really quiet and say, "Mom, I want stay with my class." and "I miss my teacher..." and "I don't want my friends to go to a different school" (some are going to kindergarten).
...the worst part...
...big ol' crocodile tears poured down his face.
They poured down as we got ready to go to graduation, they poured down as we walked through the parking lot to graduation, and then he got choked up walking down the hall to his class. And at the end, as he looked around his classroom, he broke down again!!!
My heart is in tiny little pieces in the pit of my stomach right now!
He even cried most of the way home, and then at bedtime.
Dramatic? Well, yes...but from the mouth and heart of a mostly happy four year old, it was just down right SAD.
I went to ten different schools growing up, and I remember the sadness I felt when I left my best friends my 6th grade year, and then my close buddies at my college graduation--just an overwhelming swell of resisting the inevitable goodbyes. I saw myself in my little boy today...how can a four year old handle all that emotion?? UGH!
at 10:36 PM