Lego

Johnny had a very rough time being separated from me the first week and a half of school. He cried and cried and begged to come home and homeschool. I was very torn. I almost caved in. I was worried he'd be scarred from separation anxiety. His daddy cried the first day of school when he was a little boy. His mommy was sad the first day of school when she was a little girl. The huge difference is that Jean-Marie was not going to school with people he knew. Everything was foreign to this little 5 year old.

I decided to talk to the school principle and arrange to have him sit with Augustine during two lunch periods in a row. This eased things a bit, but the crying continued. Some mornings when I woke him up, he cried in his bed. Other mornings he would not get out of the van to walk into school. I had to bring him into class. It was very hard on him. I felt like a bad mom for continuing to send him to school. Sr. Mary Kathleen said she would pray about it. My mom said she would pray about it. His Godmother said she would pray. I prayed.

The clouds parted. I told him we would go to the Lego store and pick out his birthday gift if he would be a big boy and not cry about school. It worked. I'm certain the prayers were the ultimate miracle worker, but a little distraction doesn't hurt either.