I Failed

This morning I took the kids to the library. This morning I completely failed my boy Jake.

See, I was there for a MOMS club get together and I was happily chatting away with a couple other moms (hi Jennifer and Kristen) when I look to the other end of the play area and see Jake sitting at the table where the chess set is. There is a mom there with her two boys who were maybe 4 and 5 years old and Jake is watching. From where I'm sitting I can't tell exactly what Jake is doing but it looks to me like he is just watching so I didn't haul myself down there to investigate as I was enjoying my conversation (I was also holding Reid and trying to keep the Ainsley beast in line). THAT was my first failure.

I looked up a minute later and see the chess table lady saying something to Jake. I didn't think much of it. Then 30 seconds later I see him walking very slowly toward me with a devastated look on his precious little face. His lip was stuck out so far I could see it from across the room. I ran over to him and he began to cry and just looked back at the chess table with the saddest look on his face. I gathered him in my arms and asked what was wrong and could only really gather that something unkind was said to my son. I kissed him and told him it was ok and that some people are just not very nice. But then I had my second failure. I should have gone over to that woman (I'll just call her that instead of all the other words I'd like to call her) and asked her what she said to my son that made him so upset. I should have asked what could have been so crucial about the game of chess they were playing in the children's section of the library that she would hurt a three year old little boys feelings. I should have said a million things but I didn't.

I failed.