
by Ronnie Tyler
The phrase words don’t hurt is totally untrue. They do hurt, especially when mean things are said about or to your kids.
One of our girls came home from school this week. She said Mommy I have to tell you something. While we were at Disney last week, two of my friends hung out together. Let’s just call them Amy and Becky (as I don’t want to use their real names.) Amy told my daughter that Becky was talking about her. Becky said that she did not like my daughter anymore and called her many mean names. My daughter was visibly hurt and so was I. I hugged her and reminded her that this is the second time this week that Becky has hurt your feelings. I told her that Becky was not being a very good friend. I asked her did she talk to Becky about this and she said no because she did not want talk to Becky ever again. I told her that perhaps she needed to play with some other kids for a while and that Becky would probably realize what a good friend she was and that Becky would probably want to be friends again. I told my daughter that she was a good person and a good friend and that she did not deserve to be treated that way by anyone. I reminded her that she has plenty of good friends that do like playing with her. That’s all I said about the situation. Because let’s face it, these are kids and I know that tomorrow she might be best friends with Becky again. But I did want my daughter to know that she did not have to put up with that stuff from Becky or from anyone else.
I don’t know if I handled that correctly. I did not have a parenting handbook on hand that I could run to and look up how to handle this situation. I do know that I handled this situation a lot differently than I did when our oldest child was younger. I was a young mother and a lot less mature. If he came home and told me that a kid called him a name, then I helped him figure out a better name to call that kid. I would be like: “What? I know he did not call you that with his big ears?” Yes..that was bad..I agree. But you live, you learn, and hopefully you mature in the process.
So this time I think I gave my daughter better advice and I also said a little prayer. I prayed that I gave my daughter good advice and that I made her feel better and not worse after talking to me. I have experienced this myself…..when I went to confide in a person and they actually made me feel worse after talking to them. In my prayer, I thanked God that my daughter confided in me and I prayed that as she got older that she would continue to talk to me about the good and the bad things in her life. I want her to always know that she can talk to her mother about anything.
BMWK family what would you have done? What advice would you give your kids?
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