Ahhh... I hate life lessons.
Jack's bike was stolen last night. Man, is he bummed. He's 8 and just doesn't understand why someone would take his bike. He feels personally attacked and I am aching for his hurt.
As I drove the boys to school, I had to play the Mom Role. Started out with a comment like, "This really sucks. It hurts to have someone take your stuff." And then I closed with, "I know you won't ever hurt others this way."
I am really pissed off right now.
(apologies for the language, but that is a cleaned up version.)
I'm going to take my bike back t'nite and get him a new one.
Make sure you lock up your goods, friends.