Morning is a busy time at our home, especially on days that I am working. I have to get myself as well as the boys ready for school and day care. I have to pack lunches …. and also make sure the boys eat their breakfast, clean up, go toilet etc etc. It is a very busy time.
This morning, I was dressed in a pair of linen pants and a white top for work. I would consider that as very adequate for office wear until my 6-year-old boy said to me “mum, why are you still in pyjamas?” I was seriously taken aback and I have to admit I did think of changing into something else. However, time was running out, and at that moment I preferred to trust my own instinct! Anyway, come to think of it, it must be the colour combination that has made Calvin think I am wearing pyjamas. 🙂
Calvin had his class Christmas lunch party today. The children were allowed to wear Christmas colour clothes. We decided for Calvin to wear a red top over his dark green school shorts. BUT. This morning, I totally forgot about the red top and so did Calvin. When we arrived at school and saw all the children wearing colourful clothes, Calvin was so conscious of himself. He was upset that I forgot. I felt sorry for my boy as I did not want him to feel left out. And then two other boys came in their school uniform just like Calvin! I was relieved — well at least Calvin won’t be the only one wearing school uniform! (I felt bad to think this way …) That kind of made Calvin feel better and I did not have to go home to get his red shirt.
Today when I arrived to pick Athan at his day care, I saw the carer talking to him and another boy. Later, I found out that the other boy, an older boy, had pushed Athan at the playground. When I asked Mr A about it later in the car, he told me that he pushed the boy too! When I asked why, he said “the boy pushed me first!”. And, even later when we picked Calvin at his after school care, we were invited to join in the Christmas party! Of course we stayed. A little boy, about 2 kept wanting to *fight* with Calvin. He would pushed Calvin till they reached the floor. Throughout the whole *fight* Calvin did not do anything except for telling the boy to stop. Mr C just won’t fight back. Mr A, the younger brother, upon seeing his big brother being bullied by the little boy went over and wanted to hit the little boy with his fist! I was appalled! No kidding. Fortunately, the little boy’s father came in time to pull them apart. See the difference between C and A? I have always taught my boys not to hit back at those who hit them because I do not want them to resolve fighting with fighting. Some parents, though, will want their child to fight back as this will stop bullying. I am not sure whether I have taught the boys the right way to deal with such situation …. tough one.
