Andrew's rough day

Don't you hate when your kid gets picked on? Poor Andrew...that was his day today. The picking on wasn't intentional....at least I hope not b/c it was by other moms. At Grace's class this morning they used spray bottles to spray watercolor on a shape they were going to glue on their paper. Andrew had picked out his colors and was holding one in his hands while I worked on Grace's. He was being very patient and waiting....meanwhile a mom looked around for more colors for her daughter's picture and just took it from him. It was quick and by the time he reacted it was back...but really? You have to grab from a kid? He looked at me and had tears and was starting to fall apart. At the beginning of art time she wouldn't pass the crayons to us either! We will definitely not sit at her table again! I know now I sound like I'm pouting but I'm trying to teach my kids better manners than that. Anyway, onto the library...we got there really early and picked out our movies and books and sat at our own table. As far as Andrew knew that was OUR table. Well, Grace acted up and I had to take her away from the group. (She wanted my lotion for her hands but had already used it and I'm sure they could smell us across the library.) So we went and checked out our books and left Andrew to listen to the story. Then I couldn't get back to our table...are you guessing what might happen in a little while? So we sat behind everyone else and this time Grace gets in my purse while I'm keeping an eye on Andrew so he doesn't get scared if he can't find me and she gets my mascara and tries to put it on like lip gloss(it was lip gloss on the other end) and it was everywhere. So off we go to the bathroom and I asked another mom to get him to her table for the craft (yes, I talk to her a lot). He freaks out b/c that's not OUR table. So we move a chair and join the already crowded table that was ours. All the while he is crying. I went to get the materials for his craft and when we turn around a MOM has sat in his chair......ummm, hello? 2 times in one day. poor kid. He lost it. Andrew doesn't throw many tantrums outside the house but I didn't blame him on this one. I told him we would just wait until they were done but he kept crying, very loudly and almost screaming. The librarian knew what happened and tried to help but he kept going. So we left. I felt bad punishing him for what others had caused but he also needs to learn not to throw a tantrum over something like that. It was a tough lesson for him. Thank goodness I already checked out our books because I had ordered one and I think if I would have had to leave it there I think I would have thrown a tantrum right along with him.

Looking back it's all kind of funny. One of the librarians that checked out my book that I had ordered just looked at me....possibly with sympathy or maybe would you hurry up and get that screaming kid out of here....then the alarm went off as we were leaving and she told me just to go since she had helped me earlier.

I didn't mean for this to be soooo long. God Bless!