Yesterday Gunnar was tragically disappointed that it didn't work out to go play at Ransom's house after lunch. Never mind that he sees Ransom every morning in their kindergarten class, that the Sentzes temporarily live so close that I trust his 5-year-old self to walk there alone, and that he generally hangs out with Ransom at least 2 afternoons a week. No matter. He was still fighting back the tears, and wanted solitude to feel sorry for himself. Zane, of course, was having none of this leave-me-alone nonsense and he followed Gunnar to every nook and cranny his big brother tried to hide in. Zane remained stubbornly oblivious to Gunnar's whiny pleas to leave him alone. Finally Gunnar approached me in sobbing desperation,
"Mommy, Zane is ruining my loneliness!!!"
I had to suck in my cheeks and turn away to keep from laughing in the poor kid's face. That's the thing with having 3 siblings; there just isn't anywhere to go and relish a good bit of loneliness.
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