Our Cat has recently passed away age 18 and it has hit DS1 age 11 hard. So we arranged for him to have one of his best mates come round for the day. His mate arrived with a Christmas present for DS and some flowers from his mum. Which was both lovely and surprising.
They were playing star wars lego and looking at all of DS's figures in the morning. Then we took them out for a sandwich for lunch and took them to a shop because DS was panicking and wanted to buy his friend a present back. We got him a little Star Wars lego set because he was admiring DS's figures so much and he seemed really pleased with it.
His friend left just before tea time and after about an hour, DS shouted me to say he couldn't find one of his favourite lego star wars figures anywhere. We searched for a while and then DS mentioned that his friend had disappeared upstairs on his own for a while in the morning before we went out and that he had been admiring that figure and a couple of others in particular. DH then said he noticed him coming downstairs with his hands in his pockets looking really sheepish. We all dismissed it at first because he's such a lovely kid and we would never expect anything like that from him but the more we searched, the more we knew. It had been in a pile in his room and now it just wasn't.
So, I sent a very polite text to his Dad. A "Do you think the figure might have got mixed up with the set" text so as to not cause trouble and threaten the friendship and his Dad confirmed that it had indeed got "Mixed up with the set" and would return it very soon. I don't know if they read any undertones from my text or not.
Now, just before bedtime, DS has since discovered 2 more of his figures are missing and is worried there may be more. We can't find them anywhere and I'm at a loss as to what to do.
I could attempt a "Did these two get mixed up too and are there any more?" text but that's just obvious.
I could just tell it how it is but that may risk things for DS and his best friend (if things aren't already stuffed up anyway!). DS really needs this friendship... or I thought he did.
We could just cut our losses but then how will DS ever want him to come round any more anyway.
I'm so gutted for him. It's not the figures, really. They are just plastic, even though they mean something to DS, they can be replaced. It's the loss of trust in their friendship. DS has gone to bed gutted and even more depressed than he was. I really feel for him.
It's so unexpected, too. My impression of DS's friend previously was he was the kindest most caring well brought up kid. He does stuff like offer to help carry my shopping bags and he helps clear the table and tidy things without anyone asking him!
So, if you've made it to the end of this marathon post (sorry), what the heck should I do now? Don't want to wade in there and make it worse for DS, as if things weren't bad enough already now. DH is really angry and doesn't want him in our house again but I'm worried about DS. He may well have just lost his best mate.