For the past 2 months-2 MONTHS-Coen has had his Birthday Thank You cards sitting at his spot at the dinner table. He pushes them aside and pretends they're not there, eats his meals around them, puts his backpack on top of them when he gets home from school, etc. It doesn't seem to bother him that he's insanely belated on this simple task but now that we've reached an embarrassingly late point I had to get tough. Sort of tough, I actually did all the work for him. All he had to do now was copy word for word what I had written onto his Thank You cards. He wrote one and had this reaction. Full-on meltdown. Glasses off, tears flowing...the works. After every.single.card. THIS occurred.
So it took a full week to write 12 cards between his tantrums and my losing patience (and my mind) but today he finished! He proudly handed me the cards, asked me if I could write all the envelopes-well played-and I started shuffling through the pile. Some cards he just ran out of room and stopped the card in mid-sentence, some were tear-stained and some were completely illegible but my favorite card said this:
Dear Wallet, (side note: he doesn't have a friend named Wallet)
Thank you for the Lego Move Book and Lego Book
and for coing to my farting.
...He wins, I quit! Your cards will be mailed tomorrow. And if this is how Thank You cards go I can't WAIT for 2nd Grade- I can only hope his teacher accepts belated homework.