The Bear has been having some struggles at school, getting along with kids and learning how to react to conflict in a positive way. Kindergarten is Hell! Yesterday, as I picked him up from school, his teacher pulled me aside and told me that he has been a real pistol lately. When we got to the car, I asked him what happened.
"I absolutely spit at Joshua" (He means "accidentally". Last week he "absolutely" punched Andrew in the stomach, because Andrew wouldn't stop tickling him.)
Anyway, this morning we said a prayer that he would be happy today and that he would be able to be nice to his friends. Afterward, he asked if Jesus would help him all day, and I said he would.
"But I can't see him."
"No, but you can feel him in your heart."
He then went with Dave out to the bus. Dave returned, telling me that The Bear had told him Jesus was in his heart...while groping his chest area, trying to "feel" him.
I wonder what his teacher will have to say about that!?!