Sean came running upstairs crying. I wasn't too worried because it wasn't his injured cry, it was his sad and heartbroken cry. After a while you get pretty good at figuring out cries - even in bigger kids. He had big crocodile tears running down his cheeks. The boo-boo lip was out in full force. I gave him a hug and pulled him up into my lap.
Sean - Mom, Brian was mean to me.
Me -What did he do?
Sean - He told me something that wasn't nice.
Me - What did he say to you?
Sean - He called me a not nice name.
Me - What name?
Sean runs out and yells down the steps to Brian
Sean - Brian, What is that name that you called me?
Brian - I don't remember.
Sean - But I need to tell Mommy on you!
Brian - Sean, leave me alone!
Sean - Brian, just tell me!
Brian - I called you a goofball. okay!
It was all I could do to keep from laughing. I mean, Sean asking Brian what he did so that he could tattle on him. Too much. His feelings must not have been hurt that badly- he couldn't even remember what Brian had said to him! Sean comes running back to me.
Sean - Brian called me a goofball.
Me - Is that so bad that you had to cry?
Sean -Well, he gave me a mean look too!
Me - (holding back a smile) Brian, don't call Sean names.
Brian - Okay.
Sean - What about the mean looks?
Me - (no longer able to hold back a smile) No mean looks either.
Brian - Okay, Mom.
Sean - Thanks, Mom.
I guess all Sean wanted was someone to hear him and to validate his feelings. It was too funny! I still cannot believe that he asked Brian what he name he called him!