Hug Twice

I can’t believe what a difference a few months make. Last year, when CJ would come home from school, I would ask him how his day was, or ask him things from the worksheets he brought home, and he would just stare blankly at me and not engage in conversation at all. By the end of the year, he would answer a few direct questions, but still not tell me anything on his own, and not answer most questions about what went on.

This year, already, he’s communicating about what is going on so much more, without prompting from me. Yesterday, when he got off the bus, he said to me “Mommy, I didn’t behave.”

So I asked him - on the bus? You didn’t behave on the bus? And he said no, he behaved on the bus.

“At school. I played Goofy. I wanted to play. I didn’t behave. I didn’t go outside for playtime I had to stay inside. I wanted to go outside. T went outside. But I didn’t behave.”

What a difference. Although I’m not sure what he was doing, I understand the basics of what went on. I finally have some insight to what he’s thinking and feeling. That’s such a great feeling.

As for the not behaving, well, if he acted anything like he did at taekwondo later that afternoon, well… I ‘m sorry. From the bottom of my heart.

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