My Son The Drama Queen
Max is a very sensitive kiddo. I've been told he gets that from his mother.
Tonight the weather was pretty nice, comfortable even, so we ate dinner out on the porch. Actually, that isn't crucial to this tale, I'm just glad it was nice enough to eat outside.
Back to Max. He was playing out back while I was making dinner, and he caught a little green frog. He held it and stroked it and put it on his head and let it jump around in his hair (I know, ewww!) He was actually very gentle with it, and talked very lovingly to it. But, as we prepared to eat, we encouraged him to let it go.
(We've had one prior incident with "keeping frog in container in kitchen" that did not end well.)
So, we explained that the frog needed to be free and go back to its family, yada yada. At first all was well. And then the sobbing began. Apparently "Froggie" was his "best friend" and he just "couldn't take it", he "had to have Froggie." I can't really do justice to the emotional trauma that was displayed. It went on for an hour. He was so sad. He understood that he had done the right thing by releasing the frog, but couldn't stop his devastation. Is this all almost-six-year-olds, or do I have a future Academy Award Winning Therapy Patient?
The best part? At one point, I told him that he could come back out tomorrow and look for Froggie, and maybe Froggie would come back and visit him. And my sweet boy said, "Mommy, no he won't. Frogs don't understand love."
My sweet boy. He amazes me.
Tonight the weather was pretty nice, comfortable even, so we ate dinner out on the porch. Actually, that isn't crucial to this tale, I'm just glad it was nice enough to eat outside.
Back to Max. He was playing out back while I was making dinner, and he caught a little green frog. He held it and stroked it and put it on his head and let it jump around in his hair (I know, ewww!) He was actually very gentle with it, and talked very lovingly to it. But, as we prepared to eat, we encouraged him to let it go.
(We've had one prior incident with "keeping frog in container in kitchen" that did not end well.)
So, we explained that the frog needed to be free and go back to its family, yada yada. At first all was well. And then the sobbing began. Apparently "Froggie" was his "best friend" and he just "couldn't take it", he "had to have Froggie." I can't really do justice to the emotional trauma that was displayed. It went on for an hour. He was so sad. He understood that he had done the right thing by releasing the frog, but couldn't stop his devastation. Is this all almost-six-year-olds, or do I have a future Academy Award Winning Therapy Patient?
The best part? At one point, I told him that he could come back out tomorrow and look for Froggie, and maybe Froggie would come back and visit him. And my sweet boy said, "Mommy, no he won't. Frogs don't understand love."
My sweet boy. He amazes me.
posted by Jenny Wadley @ 11:30 PM
2 Comments:
At 12:05 AM,
Cindy said…
Aw, how sweet....and sad! Is he by any chance your oldest? (I haven't read everything on your blog.) My oldest is 8 now and LOVES all kinds of animals. He used to react like this as well, but he is used to not keeping them now. After losing some small critters, he understands that they do best in their natural habitat. He even feels bad for zoo animals now because THEY don't get to be in their natural habitat! Now my 6yo daughter is out to "save" every little creature she finds that she thinks is hurt, mostly locusts and moths. :) We actually found a toad today too! We're going to try keeping it, but we're already doing lots of research on the internet and learning how to take care of it. We're also going to be taking notes daily just to compare and make sure it stays healthy. It will be fun!
Wow, that was long! LOL!
At 3:20 PM,
Jenny Lou said…
My poor boy - he has such a big heart. I hope you got some pictures of hima nd Froggie. Tell him Nouna loves him.
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