Reading with Lulu and her mom - due 1/1
Bird on the walk home
Boys are great. Everyone is bathed and in bed. Ivo's been saying lots - I'm too tiredand Burl-y to write. I do, however, clearly remember Ivo telling me for the first time today "I don't love you. I don't love me... - you don't love me." When I said that's ok cuz I really do love him enough for both of us, he said, "I don't care."
But I know he does.
Yea, lots of acting out - not just with us - even at the park; pushing kids, continually positioning himself where some other kid is - or is obviously meaning to be... ugh! That's why we left the park and that's why he was mad at me. I think it's all normal though - even though I don't like it. And I can't help but feel that it could be waaay worse. As a formerly brutally bullied kid - it's a lot better to see my child be the aggressor rather than the victim. A LOT. It's not even close...
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