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It’s tough to be seven…
The Boy spent Friday night and Saturday night at his friend’s house. His parents brought him (and his friend) to church on Sunday, where they spent another 2 hours together.
Then his friend came over to our house for a sleepover (they did not have school today) and stayed until about 5 p.m.
Friend’s parents told us of a surprise party for a mutual friend of ours at 7:15 p.m. So we went there together, where The Boy and The Friend sat next to each other for another two hours.
Naturally The Boy is now crying himself to sleep because he wants to have a sleepover at The Friend’s house tonight, despite the fact that they have a) school tomorrow and b) spent 4 days together.
Times like these are when I have to refrain from putting one hand on his shoulder, looking into his eyes, and telling him “It gets *so*much*worse* than this…”
