You Had a Bad Day

When Jonah came home from school yesterday, he was pretty upset. He exclaimed, "Today was the worst day ever!," which is what he says almost everyday. It's always hard when Jonah comes home. He has a lot of hard days. After further investigation, yesterday was a pretty bad day for Jonah. He had brought a book to school for his teacher to read to the class that he was really excited about. During the course of the day, the teacher forgot to read it to the class, and Jonah forgot to remind her at the end of the day. So he was pretty bummed about that. Then during recess, some kid kicked him, then apparently some kid pushed him and he fell down a hill on the playground. He got some scrapes on his knees and elbows and hands. He got sent to the nurse's office. They gave him some ice in a baggie. He put it in his backpack when it was time to come home. He was so upset when he found it melted and that it had gotten some things in his backpack wet. (This kind of thing is major for Jonah and really sets him off.) Well, the poor kid was in tears by the time he got home. I felt bad that he had such a bad day at school. This kid sure is interesting. He is either really happy or really upset. He is sometimes difficult to please and high-maintenance. But he sure is a great, talented kid. I'm still trying to figure out if the kicking and the pushing was the same thing, and whether or not it was an accident. It's hard when your kid has a bad day.