It has not been fun to try and explain to Truett, two days in a row now, that he can not have the pirate spyglass. Yesterday, he spent the car ride home crying about it and insisting that he needed one. I suggested that we find something at home and pretend that it was a spyglass, like a paper towel roll. This brought on another round of tears since that isn't the same. Then, he had the great idea that Mommy could make one for him. This might be because I've done my best to make other things for him in the past, like a sword and a pinwheel.
When we got home, I sat down and looked up how to make a spyglass and then told him that it was too difficult. Translation: it would take too long and mommy doesn't want to. Yeah, I know. Shame on me. But I'm not a craft person and reading those instructions didn't get me jazzed up. It just made me tired. Especially when I know that he will destroy it within 30 minutes.
After more tears, he wandered over to the toy bin, pulled out an old paper towel roll, and said "I can use this Mommy." I wanted to respond with something snarky but held my tongue and decided to count it as a victory.
And today, he actually managed to get his hands on the spyglass in Jem's room before I had to take him down to his own room. This was even worse than just seeing it. My normally happy boy who runs into his classroom was suddenly crying and hanging onto my leg. I had to peel his arms off of me and run out of the room while he cried and tried to follow me. So I'm thinking that a craft might be in my future today. Curse you spyglass!
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