B asked for a kindle for his birthday back in April. I didn't think he was ready for one, as his siblings got them at 8 or older. Then several months after his birthday he was still wishing for one so I found a nice used on. He had some particular idea in mind about the cover and he tore the one I made off, and now the kindle is lost. Yay for 7 year olds. He's also been lashing out and hitting a lot. We miss the little sweet guy he was. But with age comes new emotions and frustration he has to learn to master.
I saw a meme that raising sons is like breaking up in slow motion. This is certainly true with B. He used to be so affectionate but at 6 he stopped liking hugs and kisses. He is particular about who and how he is touched, which I certainly respect. It's his body and he is is in charge of it.
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