Is it really to much........

I want normal. Is it really so much to ask for? I can handle all the other issues, small and big problems that may arise. I just want normal and damn it I. WANT. IT. NOW!!!!!

A big bad world

I am just so dishearted this morning. Noah has been staying in aftercare at school this week and I let him take his Nintendo DS with him so he would have something to do after he finished his homework. As a plus we also went ahead and gave him the new game I picked up on eBay, because he got all A’s on his report card, aced his spelling test, and got a really nice note sent home from his teacher. He was more than excited about his new game and had not put his DS down since getting it. Sadly he did decide to put it up yesterday afternoon to go do something else, tucking it safely in his back pack. When grandma got there he went to get his bag and noticed it was unzipped and the DS was gone. He cried all the way home and hit the front door with big tears in his eyes and his chin quivering. It saddens me, because I know my Noah he is to anal and has a memory like an elephant, him and I both know that he did in fact put it up in his bag and that some other child felt it necessary to steal it from him. How sad is that? That a child could go through another child’s bag and take something that doesn’t belong to them. I would love to give the benefit of doubt that he just misplaced it or left it behind, but like I said I know my Noah and how he is about his things. What is even worse is I have a pretty good idea which little snot took it. This child is as rotten as they come, he walks around like the world owes him something and he is too good to notice anyone who is not falling at his feet. That must be a hard way to live for a 7 year old. I can not imagine thinking this way at 7 years old. I guess when your mother is practically the same way and this is all you know it is easy. Sadly this child comes across as if I want it I will take it and I am afraid that is what has happened to Noah’s DS. When I went in to talk to Noah about it he fell apart, saying that he was sorry and he didn’t want us to be mad. Looking at my big guy I got a little choked up, I was not ready for him to find out that there are people out there like that yet. That sadly kids do steal what does not belong to them. That life sometime just sucks. I held his little face in my hands and told him that it was not his fault some one stole from him; it was not his fault at all. That I knew he had taken care of his things and it would all be ok. I would find out what happened to it and make it better. Let’s just hope I can make it better. In true Noah fashion last night during prayers he prayed for the person who ever they may be. He prayed that they would know what they did was wrong and return it to him; he prayed that they would never do this again to someone else and he would forgive them no matter their reasons. He humbles me……..