Sunday morning, and my oldest is getting his coat on to walk over to church (we live across the street now from church) and my youngest son starts crying. Not sure why N is in tears, but it appears he doesn't like what Z is doing. So, Z turns to N and says, "I'm sorry that I'm leaving N. I will miss you. But don't worry, I will sit with you at church and we'll be together soon."
After that, N was fine.
Isn't it amazing what 6 year olds pick up and say.
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