Buddy had a rough day today. He's only 8 years old and I forget sometimes how hard it is to communicate how you're feeling at that age. He was very frustrated at a number of things today and it culminated in a huge meltdown around 7:45. It breaks my heart to hear all the things that he kept inside because 1) he was too busy playing to want to stop and deal with it or tell me or Hubby what's going on and 2) he just doesn't have the tools to actually deal with it or tell me or Hubby. So he blows up and then melts down.
Sometimes I forget how hard it is to be eight years old.