When she comes to me and says, Gwynn said she never wants to play with me, ever again!,
I don't know what to say. I mean, deep down as an adult with experience I know it will smooth
over and they will be friends again because 4 year olds don't operate on forever,
but that won't help in a time like this.
No, I don't know what to tell her to mend her little heart. Because in her mind, forever feels
as real as the word sounds. I struggle with the It's ok and let's talk to her tomorrow and
let's forgive and be understanding for tomorrow's a new day, but really,
when not much of it is sinking in through her tears, I go to something I know will help.
I mean, how can it NOT help turn a day around?
The sprinkles! The gummy bears! The marshmallow topping!
And time together spent, just the 2 of us.
As we left she said giggling, I'm still mad at Gwynn,
but she skipped out of the store and the weight was lifted.
And yes, they made up at school the very next day.
They shared a muffin for breakfast.