Last night my six year old had insomnia. He was laying in bed awake for over an hour and couldn’t sleep. He came out to see me and I suggested that he think of something boring like counting sheep.
He wasn’t into counting sheep so I suggested he think about school since he has been one to complain and whine about school. He has used the word boring and school together many times and has freely told me that he didn’t want to go to school. At 2:00 this morning my son let me in on a little secret. He gave me a hug and quietly told me “Well, I really do like school.” Insert grin here 🙂
