Check out the body language. She has had a rough day, the kid I picked up was not what was I expecting. I was expecting a more jubilant and excited girl and this is what I get.
She had a rough night last night - not wanting to go to sleep and then an early morning today piano at 7:30 and then straight to soccer. So she is a bit emotionally raw I think, plus playing outside like that 6 hours wiped her out too. So I ask about her day once we get in the car and immediately with the tears she tells me it was horrible and she doesn't ever want to go back.
She tells me that she isn't the best player out there, in fact she is the worst. I said, "honey that is why you are hear, it has been a year since you played last" "yeah, but this boy on my team said we were loosing because I was playing. And when I didn't play and let everyone else do it we won." Oh no! I was getting misty eyed with her. Then she told me that a boy had been making fun of her name calling her Brooklyn Heights - and when that didn't bug her he called her Fat Brooklyn Heights. I cried right with her by then. Oh that was the worst feeling when someone called you fat! Look at her...she is not even close to being fat! I told her that she was practically perfect in every way!
Later I found out that they kept calling everyone fat and maybe it wasn't a direct insult.
Our primary lesson yesterday was about talents yesterday and I read them a story from Heber J. Grant and he talked about playing baseball and when he had started he wasn't very good at all. He was the 3rd string and had to play with kids much younger them he was, he decided that he was going to practice very hard until he was good enough to play with the older boys. He practiced until he couldn't move his arms any more. I reminded Brooklyn of the story and said that he didn't give up and neither should she. Keep trying and keep practicing and she will become better and better. She told me that it is hard for her to just "not be good at something". I guess this is an important lesson to learn in life too. She is very used to having to apply minimal effort and still be good at something. So this is a good lesson for her to learn. It is still hard to let them learn these lessons.
Look at this face! Isn't this the saddest face you have ever seen?
She is better now and is optimistic about tomorrow.
6 comments:
Oh my word, that little face makes me so sad! I'm dreading the real life moments like this - when someone else calls my kid a name. I'm going to want to go all mama bear and beat the crap out of the offender. But it sounds like you handled it really well.
Poor babe! That picture is the saddest thing in the world. Life as a kid sucks sometimes. I want to come cry with her. I hope she can make it through tomorrow. Maybe the full day is too much...
Well, I did omit from the story that she asked if it was OK to punch his lights out. And said she was the worst mad at herself because she couldn't come up with a comeback quick enough. Ah, yes she is my child. But I tried to take the high road - turn the other cheek road - but if the story is the same tomorrow afternoon I will have to authorize the punch his lights out option!
Oh yeah..today I was "That MOM" yes the one standing around with the camera, it started as I was walking up because I really thought she was going to be happy.
I didn't take pictures of her in the car until she had began to calm down! I wasn't like...Cry again...do that sad face...give me more!
12Awe, that made me sad.... I'll punch his lights out for her... Or better, I'll have Bailey do it. Here I am trying to think of comebacks for her.... Hope the next day went better.
She is such a cutie and that sad face makes me sad! Like Sue said, I am also dreading moments like that. I get all worked up if a kid at the park is just a little rude to my kid.
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