I did all the things. Gave the game plan for the day, arranged for extra game time with friends, sat down and watched the finale of WandaVision before leaving the house, brought snacks, reiterated the game plan throughout the day, made time for screen time, invited friends on our evening adventure, and who knows what else I managed to provide…yet…the meltdown.
He can recover once my promise of fun and excitement and social interaction comes to fruition. I’m slower to recover from his crying accusations and seemingly complete misery.
Now he’s shooting hoops with his brother and a new friend. I’m not sure if I failed in yelling on the way here, or did okay by apologizing and following through with the promised adventure.
Not a failure. A detour back onto the original path mapped out in the morning.
I watched the finale to Wandavision this morning as well!! I need more of her especially since she’s a scarlet witch!!! 🤯🤯
Ah, the joys of parenting ! As your sister once told me, “…hey dad, get over it.”,
I’ll always remember those words.