We went to a Smokies game tonight and I made a big old ass of myself and possibly of the Little Man.
The Little Man and his best friend had a bit of a difference of opinion and I stepped in. Even though he asked me not to. I am such an over protective freak. I had trauma in elementary school that scared me for life - for real. I am 38 years old and when I see the people who made my life uncomfortable when I was 8 (that's right 30 years ago - 30!) I still want to spit on the ground at their feet. So I guess I am projecting my own junk onto his situation.
Ironically, the Little Man keeps telling me to get over it. He means this evening because I am obsessing. What I really need to get over is elementary school! (I so badly want to name names and provide Facebook links the people who scared me for life, but, although scared, I am too nice and way too non-confrontational for that).
Thanks for listening.
:o) Tina
I do the same thing. But just wait till Middle School, that's mean's home town.
ReplyDeleteHi! I know exactly what you mean...lol. It takes all of my willpower to hold my tongue when my daughters have disagreements with their friends! Which, by the way, doesn't always work! Why is it we can't let things go, even though our kids already have? lol
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@SamI honestly don't know how to handle that. My son was all "Mum! I am 9. I can take care of myself." And I am all super freak!
ReplyDelete@SuperMomSurveysI am still thinking about it more than 24 hours later but I am pretty sure no one else is. Thank Goodness!!
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