dd came out of school today and virtually collapsed onto me bursting into tears - because she felt poorly . she had a really bad headache and she'd had it all day. she's just started the junior school and was too shy/embarassed/afraid (?) to tell her teacher. so she battled on all day. The poor little thing was clearly feeling like absolute crap. she hadn;t eaten any lunch and she came home and fell asleep on the sofa for over an hour.
It just made me think of how ridiculously important we are to our kids. it reminded me of all those funny insecurities you have as a kid that only your parents can take away. and that as adults we sometimes forget all about them - and it seems ridiculous to us that they might not turn to someone like a teacher when they feel poorly.
It also made me think that whilst they drive us up the bloody wall sometimes in their own way they love us and need us like no-one else.
not much of a post really - just wanted to share.