On Saturday night I heard the neighborhood kids playing night games. And Reuben is always getting sucked into worm holes, and vortexes.
In other thoughts--I am glad they have each other. Reuben had a particularly difficult evening in regards to missing his friends. (This breaks my heart, and reminds me of my only-one-person-shows-up-to-my-birthday-party days.) The neighbor girls don't have room for a five year old boy in their group, but tonight they really hurt his feelings. They thought his chalk was the chalk of the girl that share's our front stoop, so they ran off with it. When Reuben found them and asked for it back they just yelled at him for a while, so I went over there. It was everything I could do to kindly inform them, that it really was Reuben's chalk, and that he would be happy to share it, but we were going in now and he wanted to put it away.
There was some crying, and hugging, and crying. Poor kid. We need a play group really bad. So if you are a mom of one of Reuben's long lost friends, we miss you, and your child! The quote from Reuben was, "We used to have good friends, and good times."
I'm working on it child. I hope we can get it worked out soon.
1 year ago