I feel like Im not good at handling these things.
examples:
I treated ds to a slurpee yesterday and while we were sitting at the park picnic table another kid came up to him out of nowhere and dropped a handful of dirt into his slurpee. Ds was devestated. I gave him a big hug and offered to get him another one later, but he still just looked so sad.
or
The other day we were at an art museum that has special children's activities in different pockets of the museum. Ds was playing with blocks and built this really elaborate tower. Suddenly another kid came up near him (i assumed he was going to play with blocks too as there were plenty to go around) Instead he kicked ds's tower so it all came crashing down and ran away laughing. Ds was sobbing and I don't blame him. I offered to help him rebuild and he reluctantly agreed but he just looked miserable.
I feel like stuff like this happens all the time. I guess it's part of life, but it just sucks. Im afraid he's going to grow up thinking people are all jerks or something.
examples:
I treated ds to a slurpee yesterday and while we were sitting at the park picnic table another kid came up to him out of nowhere and dropped a handful of dirt into his slurpee. Ds was devestated. I gave him a big hug and offered to get him another one later, but he still just looked so sad.
or
The other day we were at an art museum that has special children's activities in different pockets of the museum. Ds was playing with blocks and built this really elaborate tower. Suddenly another kid came up near him (i assumed he was going to play with blocks too as there were plenty to go around) Instead he kicked ds's tower so it all came crashing down and ran away laughing. Ds was sobbing and I don't blame him. I offered to help him rebuild and he reluctantly agreed but he just looked miserable.
I feel like stuff like this happens all the time. I guess it's part of life, but it just sucks. Im afraid he's going to grow up thinking people are all jerks or something.







