Comments on: Kids will be kids, I guess

By: Kate Sherwood

Kate Sherwood — Mon, 07 May 2012 05:33:12 +0000

So sorry. There is almost nothing that tears a mother’s heart more.

By: The Attorney At Large

The Attorney At Large — Mon, 07 May 2012 00:19:16 +0000

I think about this a lot. We moved so frequently that I was always the new kid, I was 18 months-2 years younger than most of my peers…let’s just say that I don’t think 10 is a good age to start middle school. Girls are vicious.

What it did do was make me VERY strong outwardly, because I knew no one would back me up at home. (Inwardly, though…yeah.)

I keep thinking there must be some kinder, gentler way to develop self-esteem.

By: The Attorney At Large

The Attorney At Large — Mon, 07 May 2012 00:14:53 +0000

Yeah, it just sucks. We rehearse how to handle things a little, but she had a group of (much older) kids laughing at her. I think she did the right thing: removed herself from the situation, albeit hurt. And I think I did the right thing, which was remove myself before I committed battery.

By: Christa the BabbyMama

Christa the BabbyMama — Mon, 07 May 2012 00:01:25 +0000

I hated elementary school and middle school because I was wildly unpopular. I can’t decide whether I’m going to do what I can to help P.’s popularity – dressing her NOT like a boy (thanks, mom), not giving her a bowl cut or a mullet (thanks, mom), etc. – or just let it happen if it’s happening. I remember lots of crying, and then even more when hormones kicked in. However, all that crying – plus a year abroad in German school for 9th grade – did help me develop my current screw everyone who doesn’t like me for me attitude. College was fun precisely because by then I had perfected the art of giving no you-know-whats, in part because of how much my early social life stunk.

By: Meggan Connors

Meggan Connors — Sun, 06 May 2012 23:30:49 +0000

I understand where you’re coming from. You love your kids to distraction, but the world is sometimes mean. Even nice kids are mean sometimes. We have very long “What do you do when…” conversations here (all the courses in social skills training have really paid off, if only in my own household). All we can do is offer support and encouragement, and give the kids the tools to cope, knowing full well that sometimes, it won’t be enough. That their hearts will get broken, and people won’t like them for whatever reason, legitimate or not.