I am a terrible handholder and fusser when my DC are upset about school. I tend to sympathise too much and try to make things better when in fact it just validates their worry. DS'1 is at secondary now and I've been heart in mouth about loads of things so far and DH has had to tell me to back off. But this morning DS#1 lost his school planner (it's at school without a doubt) and was flapping and in tears. I said (without any trembling of hte lip) 'Don't make such a fuss DS. It'll be at school. And being late won't make things any better'. And shooed him out of the house!
Then had a little panic to the cat.