Tonight Elliot dropped a water glass into the bathroom sink, and it shattered… loudly. He was upset. I felt the anger rising in me from the loudness and the awful mess, not from the $2 glass that broke. But I did not express any anger.
Still, he was upset on his own and reached out to hug me. I held him close and told him, “It’s ok. You’ll do better next time.”
I think he was disappointed in himself for breaking it. He had been brushing his teeth and wanted to fill this glass with water in order to rinse his mouth, like I’ve been teaching him.
My little boy.
