I'm not sure if it's been the timing of the thing, or what, but Maeve has been really, spectacularly bad at goodbyes lately. Every time she's played with a friend lately, she's wept inconsolably at their parting, as if they shall never meet again in this life. Simultaneously, she's been very casual about Daddy or I going places, it hardly seems to bother her at all. Although I've noticed when I return from my hour-long grocery shopping trip, I do often get tackle-hugged with exclamations of "I missed you SO MUCH!" But I chalked that up to hoping for a new snack from the grocery bags.
We're taking a trip to visit a friend up in Fort Collins today, and I think Maeve and I will talk about a strategy for saying goodbye without being too sad. Maybe we'll call it a "happy hug" and try to talk in the car about all the fun things we did, or something. I don't know what will work, but I know these long, sobbing goodbyes are not working for me and are stressing out her friends, too.
And on that note, I bid you farewell and good weekend to you!
|Drowning her sorrows in Highlights for Children|