Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow

Sometimes I make poor judgments in motivating Nathan. REALLY poor.



Nathan was resisting getting ready for school and we were on track for being late (again). I decided to motivate him by telling him, "C'mon, Nathan, you don't want to be late for your LAST MONDAY!" I just knew that would get him going! Well, it got him going all right - DOWNHILL! He continued to resist getting ready and for the first time all year he started crying in the car that he did not want to go to school today. I reassured him that he would have a great day and his teacher and friends would really miss him if he wasn't there - after all, this would be his last week at school before summer and he needed to be there. This only sent him further into sorrow. As we pulled into the school driveway, I finally asked him WHY he was so upset. "I just don't want to go! I wanna go home!" Nathan, you LOVE school - I don't understand why you're acting this way today. "Because I don't wanna go to the last day!"



(Way to go, Dad!)



Although the teacher at the drop-off area had to pry him from the car and carry him away, he ended up having a good day and was telling me about being in KINDERGARTEN next year when I picked him up. (Thanks, Mrs. Mayers!)