Our big boy was disappointed at not being selected for the first team for winter sports football. He was in the second team and quite down about it. Papa spent some time talking it through with him and helping him to take a different perspective. He may not be playing with the players he'd like to, but it's a good chance to step up his game and improve his skills nonetheless. Our big boy took it in his stride and came to be excited about the game. He and papa spent some time kicking a ball about after school to prepare for tomorrow's game.
Another blow came when he found out that tomorrow's football games had been cancelled due to inclement weather and soggy fields. He was disappointed, but managed by looking on the bright side. He quickly realised he'd have his good friend with him in school and would probably still have a good time.
He's come a long way and it's a blessing to watch him grow.
As an adult, my disappointment comes in the form of failed meals: butter cake using the wrong leavening agent, or undercooked rice-cooker chicken rice.
Papa's taken the lead on this and the children have enthusiastically followed; They'd eat it like it was still delicious and go for more. "I love your failure cake, mum!", "The broccoli is delicious!" (You know something's really wrong with the meal when the vegetables are the highlight!) These people are incredible and I've learned a bit about being kind to myself from them.
This has been the source of much headache for the last couple of nights:
A Lego baby dragon i built for our little lady. Papa made the box for her. She's asked to bring it upstairs every night and we've had to say no each time as the communal Lego lives downstairs. It's made a big scene the past two nights but we're holding our ground. Fingers crossed this passes soon.
Disappoints, hard as they are, are great for character building!
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