I currently have my 5 year old son with me two nights a week, typically on Wednesday nights and Friday nights. Since my wife and the movers are coming today, I had him last night instead of tonight. Today is his last day at the preschool that he's been going to for 3 years, and they're moving into a new apartment from the temporary conditions of staying with her parents.
Normally he's pretty well behaved when he's with me, as I actually enforce consistent discipline. Last night he started acting out a little during dinner. I was fairly emotional to begin with, and started to get upset, but backed down after thinking about how the situation was impacting him. I asked him some questions, and eventually found out that he was scared he was going to miss me. He didn't understand that we are still going to see each other.
I told him to come over and sit with me on the couch, and I reassured him that I would still be picking him up from his new school and having our sleepovers every week. And that we would still go to the "cheeseburger store" (which is what he calls McDonalds). After that I was kind of starting to cry a little bit, and he turned around and asked why I was sad. I said it was because I was scared that I would miss him too. He gave me a giant hug and started to cry too. To break that up and lighten the mood, I started tickling him. For the rest of the night he was so sweet. Lots of hugs and horseplay, and constantly telling each other how much we love each other. The first words out of his mouth this morning when I woke him up for school were "I love you Daddy".
I'm a wreck.
Good dad. Good son. Thanks for sharing.