My son is in kindergarten. Founts of almighty wisdom are usually dropped on the playground. I can’t imagine what he is learning, but last night he gave me a glimpse into what he is processing.
After a bit of wrestling on the couch, he looked at me and said, “crying means that you are weak.”
“Where did you hear that?”
“Oh, so-and-so at school says that.”
I quickly told my son that real men cry, that crying is not a weakness. Heck, I told him, even I cry.
Our conversation ended just about as quickly as it had began. I just wanted to make sure that my son knows that crying does not unmake a man.
**Just as a side note, on this blog, I am not going to refer to my son by his name. I would prefer to protect it.
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