Kindergarten at our school is all day. Yes, I know that it is all wonderful and super beneficial for the students in the long run. I get that, I really do. But, my lands it makes for a loooooong day for the little ones.
Ben has gone 4 days now. Everyday has been filled with what we call "blinky tears." Blinky tears are ones that spill from your eyes no matter how hard you try to make them stop. They silently spring up at the breakfast table, and by the time we get to school they are spilling out pretty quickly. They ebb and flow throughout the day, and I see them once again when he runs up to me after school. No matter how fiercely he tries to blink and wipe them away, I know they are there.
This is the little boy that did not shed one single tear at his 5 year old shots. The nurses stood around with their mouths agape. "I don't think we've ever had a 5 year old not cry one bit!" a lady exclaimed. This amazing feat earned Ben the right to call his brother (who wailed through his 5 year old shots) a weanie. We're talking big bragging rights in the land of brotherhood, folks.
But this? This is breaking his little heart. I can see him trying to muster up enough courage to walk into that classroom every morning. I know he is trying so hard not to cry. I think this would almost be easier if he were throwing a fit, hanging onto my leg, or whining about not wanting to go each morning. Those reactions I could handle. But these blinky tears are rendering me helpless.... making my chest ache, way deep down in my heart.
One thing that has helped us is our little tokens we are wearing around our necks each day. His is a little medallion with a cross on it. I told him whenever he felt sad to rub that little cross and think about how much we love him, how brave he is, and how Jesus is right there with him all of the time.
Any ideas out there? Anyone struggled with this before? What worked for you? I'd love to hear your thoughts and ideas!