(This happened 2 weeks ago)
Brad and I took the boys to daycare and had a "date day" for Brad's 30th birthday. We went to pick them up (earlier than usual) and opened the door to Brodie's classroom. All of the kids were seated in a circle listening to the teacher read a story. Right as I opened the door, I witnessed Brodie pushing another child next to him. My mama instinct took over and I called out, "Brodie, what are you doing?" Well, since the teacher now knew that I saw it, I had to look like the disciplinarian that I am and follow through. He jumped up and ran over to me, huge smile on his face, his arms outstretched for his hugs from us. I stood still like a stone wall (Stonewall Mama) and refused to show affection until he went back to apologize to the little boy. He drug his feet and kept saying no, until he saw I wasn't going to cave and he did the right thing. The teacher didn't go into specifics, but it sounded like the other boy started it. All I can say is, he doesn't have to finish it with his fists. Ms. R explained that in the 3 year old class he is to use his words and tell the boy to stop. Good luck at home with little brother Braden, he doesn't understand that yet!
Monday, October 12, 2009
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