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Do You Want To Play?

sweet lincI worried about how Lincoln would adjust socially to kindergarten. He is very sensitive and tends to get his feelings hurt easily. He is the type of kid that in the past has waited to be invited to play with a group rather than walk up and ask if he can join them.

We were walking home from the bus yesterday and as usual I asked him how his day went. He proceeded to tell me what they had for snack and about the boy on the bus that tries to kiss the girls.

Then I asked him what he did at recess and who he played with.

“I played with Laura”, he replied. (name changed)

I tried not to act surprised as he mentioned a very quiet and reserved girl in his class. When I volunteered in his class last week I noticed that she didn’t talk to or play with a single person during their twenty minute recess. She just paced back and forth across the playground with her head down. I mentioned to him that she seemed shy and probably needed someone to ask her to play.

“Oh! That is nice. What did you do?” I then asked.

“Well…I asked her if she wanted to play tag and she just walked away. Then I asked her if she wanted to play something else and she just walked away again. So then I asked her if she wanted to swing and she said, ‘okay’, so we swinged. She told me she can even pump all by herself like me.”

When I was five I am pretty sure that if I had asked someone to play and they had ignored me and walked away I wouldn’t have tried again…at least not right then.

I was proud of my boy for finding a common interest with this sweet shy little girl and making a new friend.

And best of all he didn’t even realize that what he had done was valiant. He was just being Lincoln.

Another lesson from a son to his mother who sometimes gets too busy or caught up in her own world and doesn’t notice the people around that might need to be asked to play.

  • He’s such a sweet little boy with a kind heart. I’ve seen him do and say many kind things to his sisters while I’ve been here. I love that picture!

  • Oh, Kim, I have goosebumps! I think Frannie might need a Lincoln. Meanwhile, I’m going to try so hard this week to follow his lead. My mom used to tell us when we were “bored,” to look for ways to make other people happy. You don’t even need to tell your kid: what a nice reflection on your parenting.

  • Meagan

    That is so sweet. I think the world needs more Lincolns in it–I could have used one when I was little. I was sooo shy. I bet he made her day!

  • I wonder how different I would be if I had a Lincoln growing up. Would you mind renting him out to our family? They could use an object lesson for kindness.

  • Kim,

    I love reading your blogs because they make me smile and make me very grateful that there are parents out there who are raising their children to be good people and, one day, great leaders. Thanks for sharing your sweet stories and reminding me not to give up hope on one day having a little boy or girl of my own.

  • Jana

    That is so awsome. What a great little man. Isn’t it amazing how much we do acttually learn from our children? Here we are, suposed to be the ones teaching them, and we end up learning more from their innocence.

  • whim

    Stephanie, thank you for the kind words and for visiting my blog again.

    Thank you to everyone else as well. I wish I could say it was all me (and Brett of course!) but a lot of the time I feel unworthy of my own kids! I have been blessed.