There is something I have been terrified of, long since before we decided to have children. I remember leaving high school, and being so happy that I would (hopefully) never have to be around those with insecurities or issues, that would choose to channel those feelings negatively, and would then bully or pick on someone to feel better about themselves. This has proved mostly true thankfully, although there have been moments where I have witnessed even adults in some really sad and rather pathetic behaviors.
I love these two boys. They may drive me absolutely crazy at moments, but they are just such incredible little ones. They are smart, kind, funny, and just two little boys that care immensely about those around them. These two were both fortunate to have had not only 2 very special siblings come before them, but a beloved special needs family member, named Barbara Perrie, that taught them at a very young age that we all are very different, but that each and every person is special.
But both of these boys have had their first situation in the last 2 weeks of being teased. It scares me, as words, both written and verbal, are incredibly powerful.
It broke something inside of me to know, that already, at the tender ages of 3.5 and 5, my boys have had unkind words said to them. I know the kids probably did not intentionally mean to be cruel or unkind, but the words still hurt their feelings. I literally want to cry just thinking about it, because I want these little boys to know how much I love them, and instill it in them in such a way that maybe those words will not hurt, or that they will realize that there are special and loved, despite whatever anyone says about them.
I started substitute teaching last week (I LOVED it!) but at the end of the day, two little girls brought me a note that had been delivered to them, with incredibly unkind words. I stood in front of that class, very near tears, as I had grown to just love these darling third graders, every one, telling them that words were powerful, and that I was incredibly saddened to see that someone had written those mean words. I think I was especially saddened that another student was probably hurting themselves, and decided to also hurt these two classmates. It brought my fears of what my kids will face daily, in school, to the surface. Will Collin be teased because he is adopted, or because he looks different then us? Will Jacob be teased for his delays, or how he talks, or perhaps again for those chubby cheeks? I will do all I can to build and shape my children, into loving and kind souls that treat others with respect, and hope and pray that they likewise make friends that will build them up, and look out for one another, just as these two do.
And hopefully, they will never feel the need to belittle or tease others around them. I just wish sometimes I could bubble and buffer them from the scary world we live in.























