It is Chinese New Year Eve, which means Charles gets a day off work!
We spent this morning taking care of basic tasks (laundry, cleaning) and then walked down to Cyberport. Charles was on a conference call with work and I walked down with the tiny people.
There was a great game of touch the flag organised between three local youth groups. THey divided into teams and were off. We bought picnic food for the kiddies and sat down to watch the games and natter.
The girls had chosen not to play. They wanted to hang out, they said. They gathered up their scooters and began to walk away. "Don't you want to stay here?" I asked, as innocently as possible and was informed that no, they wanted Freedom.
Freedom! What is this, Braveheart? Who are they? Eva Perron?
The kids mystify me. They say they want freedom, yet when they are around me, they interrupt every second, have countless quesitons and want to be in my conversations. They don't want to be two metres away from me, they want to be thisclose.
After the game, the tweens went to get a frozen yogurt. They were gone a while.
Seb came back crying. As he always seems to. And that pretty much ended the day for everyone.
I am really glad he is going to be getting advise from professionals, his school mentor and the FRIENDS program on how to better handle situations. He just can't manage himself. Do I blame kids for not wanting to hang around with him? No, I don't. Do I think this situation is all his fault? No I don't, but if he could handle situations better, there would be fewer of them.
So, we keep on keeping on.