I apologized to him as we headed out to the car; I said I was sorry that we were leaving so early. The maturity of his response took me by surprise: "I wanted to stay longer, but I know you don't feel good so it's okay that we're going home." My heart lurched in my chest. I turned around and patted him on the knee, and said we could go again another time.
No tantruming, no tears, no attempt at manipulation. Given the weight of this weekend, his reaction was a huge blessing that I really needed.
Hes such a sweetheart!
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