Sunday Justin raised quite a fit about leaving for church. He threw a tantrum and sat in his room refusing to get dressed. Stripped down to his underwear and folding his arms across his chest, he proclaimed that he was "not going to church". Grabbing the remains of what we needed to finish getting Alyssa and Amy ready to walk out the door, we told him good-bye in a natural, "it's your decision" kind of way.
As I was coming out of my room ready to leave, He grabbed me and began to sob. He then stated, "Mommy, I'm sorry. Sometimes I just don't want to leave my toys. I'm sorry I wasn't nice to you."
I expressed my understanding and explained how things would be waiting for him when he got back since no one else would be home to take or move them. He smiled at me and gave me a big hug.
Who couldn't forgive this sweet boy? Let's just say he wrapped me around his little finger.
One more time.
No comments:
Post a Comment