JerseyJanice
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When my son came home from school yesterday, he was sobbing. Seems that he accidentially-on-purpose threw the chocolate milk from his school lunch on walkway of a neighbor's home. It burst open, and he felt very bad about it.
I told him we would apologize to the mother of the house when she got home from work and offer to clean it up. He wouldn't go out to play, though, because he was afraid the father there would yell at him.
We went down the block around the time she comes home, but the house was all dark, so I guess they did something last night.
Despite my assuring my son that it wasn't a big deal, he fussed about it all night and woke up crying about it this morning.
So we left for the schoolyard early to find the neighbor and make our apology.
I'm friendly with her anyway, and of course, she was very gracious and told him not to worry about it, but still, he kept crying.
Then he said, "I'm really crying about Lori. I want my cousin back."

I don't know why I didn't think losing her wouldn't affect him much. I didn't think he understood what death meant enough to mourn her.
I held him there in the schoolyard and cried with him for a while. I sent him into school with his class when the bell rang. I didn't know what else to do.
He was sick last week and missed two days then. I need to go into work today because I've hardly been there myself over the last two weeks.
Oh my poor baby! I hope he's O.K. (I'm not myself.)
I told him we would apologize to the mother of the house when she got home from work and offer to clean it up. He wouldn't go out to play, though, because he was afraid the father there would yell at him.
We went down the block around the time she comes home, but the house was all dark, so I guess they did something last night.
Despite my assuring my son that it wasn't a big deal, he fussed about it all night and woke up crying about it this morning.
So we left for the schoolyard early to find the neighbor and make our apology.
I'm friendly with her anyway, and of course, she was very gracious and told him not to worry about it, but still, he kept crying.
Then he said, "I'm really crying about Lori. I want my cousin back."

I don't know why I didn't think losing her wouldn't affect him much. I didn't think he understood what death meant enough to mourn her.
I held him there in the schoolyard and cried with him for a while. I sent him into school with his class when the bell rang. I didn't know what else to do.
He was sick last week and missed two days then. I need to go into work today because I've hardly been there myself over the last two weeks.
Oh my poor baby! I hope he's O.K. (I'm not myself.)


