Today Vivian and I packed a picnic lunch and picked up Owen at preschool. We headed over to our favorite playground to eat lunch and play outside. Such a beautiful day!
I was so proud of Owen when these two boys who both looked to be around 4-5ish, came up to him and were acting mean towards him. I don't remember exactly what they said to him, but it was something to the effect of, "we don't want to play with you!". He simply smiled at them and laughed, running the other way.
Tonight at bedtime we talked about it and I told him how he did exactly the right thing in that situation. I think he understood what I was trying to teach him, but two seconds later he was describing for me how rocket ships have fire shooting out from them. :)