Half birthday gift

Today David turned four and a half. And for the first time ever, he went to school very, very sad. See, he wanted to bring his Happy Meal dragons to school. And they are allowed to bring things like that. But I didn't want any of them to get lost. David asked for a compromise. He's verbal and sweet- we usually can work out an arrangement to make everyone happy. However, my heart tells me that never hearing a loud and resounding "no" is unhealthier than the Happy Meals that came with the dragon toys. So I stuck to my guns. And it broke his heart. I have an aunt who used to say, "I say no every third time, just because." The thing is, all four of her kids are mostly grown and they are nice, productive, young adults who usually come home with straight A's. My sister refers to it as "flexing her mommy muscle." It's not fun to do. I hated starting the morning that way. One day, David will know that dealing with little disappointments makes the big ones easier to handle.

Then, while dragging Drew around the store I realized that it was April 8th. I have started this half white chocolate/half regular chocolate tradition and I mean to keep it. I am crossing my fingers and hoping that I pick up a happy kid in a few minutes. After all, these little goodies are waiting for him at home.