No, it wasn't anything tragic. Not even a little bit. It was just a bad attitude. Not even on my part. This is something that really gets to me. And I don't know how to deal with it.
My beautiful, amazing, son has a bad attitude and I can't seem to get through. He is only 7. He has a great life. Things could be so much worse. We could be homeless, or trying to survive countless other tragedies. We are not. And yet he comes home from school with this bad attitude.
This seems small, but I fear it could turn into days, weeks, or years of bad attitudes. What do I do? I would love some suggestions. My only answer at this time is to explain how I am worried, to tell him I love him, and to love him. All of him, bad attitude and everything.
Tomorrow will be a new day. I can make sure it is full of love. Beyond that I have no control other than to love him. I hope you have a day full of love too. And a good attitude.
Love. ~J
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