And then it happens
Of course, as a parent, you know it's inevitable. But you think you're safe when your child's only in first grade.
And then it happens.
"Gracie broke up with me today."
I evaluated him as I processed the unexpected news. He looked okay. A little down, but not torn up. So we discussed it and I encouraged him to see if they could still be friends even if he's not her boyfriend. After all, this is the girl that only a few months ago he claimed to be "the sweetest girl I ever met, besides you, Mama."
Plus, she didn't seem to be a gold-digger like the previous one who (in October, I believe) told him that she could only be his girlfriend if he got her a Pink Nintendo DSi for Christmas.
Come bedtime--as often happens--he was even more down about it than he was earlier. Most of it was being overtired (which we've all been this week), but he broke my heart in two when he cried "but now she won't be my best friend anymore!"
And so Mama cried, too.
Ashley is a thirty-something wife and mother of two boys. She enjoys spending time with her family, as well as reading and decorating their home. Her blogging adventures began in 2006 as a single mother and have carried on through marriage and a new life with a husband, a ten-year-old, and an infant.