tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643423284974635399.post2156286960855582251..comments2016-06-15T00:24:15.555-07:00Comments on Flaming hoops: Lunch with someone you loveTheMomvicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586229592731522222noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643423284974635399.post-83701285790332172342014-03-11T19:49:44.357-07:002014-03-11T19:49:44.357-07:00WHen my kids were little, they didn't do "...WHen my kids were little, they didn't do "lunch" with parents, on a regular basis. They had one day out of the year for that, and one day out of the year for grandparents. But now that I have grandkids, I got to go to a "lunch" for Thanksgiving for my granddaughter, when my daughter was sick. I saw how those kids you talk about, the ones who don't have someone they "love", reacted to the situation, I saw the sadness in their eyes. They were able to sit in and amongst the other kids, but you could tell. It broke my heart. My granddaughter's bff of the time, did not have anyone there. I asked my granddaughter to have her come sit with us. You would have thought I hung the moon. BOTH kids were thrilled. <br />I feel sort of like, by making you sit "outside", they are, in effect, relegating you to the back of the bus.... I thought that was now illegal. Don't give up, honey. You will be the squeaky wheel that gets the whole thing greased for everyone. Did that make sense? You know what I mean, lol. (((Hug))) Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11528820911693747008noreply@blogger.com