I love you. We have been struggling over the past two weeks or so. You in terms of behavior and me with my patience for said behavior. We just were not able to get to a good place. But we're working on it.
I should clarify that you haven't been necessarily disobedient. It's just taken one too many reminders to do every day things; there's been a lot more attitude lately and a little more fighting with your sister. I wasn't sure why the sudden shift in your mood until it hit me smack in the face earlier this week.
I should clarify that you haven't been necessarily disobedient. It's just taken one too many reminders to do every day things; there's been a lot more attitude lately and a little more fighting with your sister. I wasn't sure why the sudden shift in your mood until it hit me smack in the face earlier this week.
I have spent a lot of time and effort over the past month getting McKenna mentally and physically ready for sixth grade. I'm driving her to school now while you are still riding the elementary bus. She's had orientations and trips for extra supplies. There have been lots of conversations about sixth grade. There has also been a lot of talk about Kinley going back to daycare and her recent birthday. She's had her fair share of the spotlight. And then there is you, my kind hearted middle child. You have happily spent so much time with daddy this summer and I have been excited for the bond you share. But even I have felt a little left out from time to time. I can imagine maybe you have felt the same and perhaps that is how we got to this point.
I have been making extra efforts to spend time with you. This week we had some time at the playground, just us. We ran around and completed the mazes and the scavenger hunt. Last night I participated in the wiffle ball game instead of watching. And I loved it. I've missed you and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for taking your laid back nature for granted. I'm sorry for assuming that you would rather hang out with daddy than your silly mom. I'm sorry for not being more in tune with you.
Tonight we sat in your room and counted the money from your piggy banks. We had a nice talk about school and sports and saving money. I think we are both feeling a little better.
I promise to try harder going forward. My prayer is that we will always be close and that you always know how very much I love you.
Love, Mom


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