Today was a tough day for Kayleigh and one that really tore at my heart. I was getting Kayleigh ready for school and noticed some little blocks in her backpack. I asked her where she got the blocks and she told me that her teacher had handed them out to the kids. I knew that she was lying and was able to eventually get her to tell me the truth, that she had taken them from her class. I told her that we would put them in her note tote with a note saying that she had taken them and was sorry (she was going to sign her name). She went hysterical once she realized that she had to tell her teacher that she had taken them. She was crying and hyperventilating saying that she was scared. I remember being her age and taking a paper clip from my kindergarten class. The guilt over taking that paper clip ate away at me, so much that one day while out playing I heard a police siren and was convinced the police were coming for me. I told my mom about it after that. I tried to share my story with Kayleigh to show her that all kids do this, that we make mistakes and then say sorry and tell the truth. She was still so upset and so scared. I have to admit part of me wanted to just make it better, to take the easy route and tell her that she didn't have to tell her teacher. I knew I wasn't going to get her out the door in the next 10 min to get to school without a big fight. I was at a loss as to what to do. I prayed for God to help me. I called my mom (yes I still need my mom) My mom told me that I should go with her to tell her teacher. So I hung up the phone thinking that was the plan. I explained to Kayleigh that I would go with her. She was still upset and getting more and more hysterical. I know my daughter and if I tried to get her out of the house and to school she would have thrown up in the car she was that upset. At this point I thought the best thing to do was to keep her home, calm her down, and talk about it more. I called my mom back because I needed reassurance that I was doing the right thing. We had grandma tell Kayleigh that she loved her and was proud of her for telling the truth. I told Kayleigh that I was proud of her for telling the truth, and that she made a mistake and learned her lesson. When Daddy came home tonight she told him what happened with big tears in her eyes, and he too told her that he was proud of her for telling the truth. We had a big talk, mostly led by Kayleigh about why the truth is so important at dinner. Tonight while putting her to bed she said she was so sorry and wished she hadn't done it and was still scared about telling her teacher. I told her that her teacher would be proud of her too. I emailed her teacher earlier today to tell her what happened and I will take Kayleigh in tomorrow so she doesn't have to do it by herself. I really really hope it goes ok. I have no doubt that once we are at the school gate and she tells her teacher all will be better. I bet she will feel very relieved. I am just worried that we will have another hysterical fit to get her there, then again she may just surprise me. Today was the first of what is likely to be many tough lessons for both daughter and mother. This parenting stuff is tough.