Jedi is the type of kid to wear his heart on his sleeve, or rather in his eyes. While he is emotional, it isn’t excessively so. If he’s hurt or upset, there’s a glimmer that’s easy to recognize, but he doesn’t come by it with a toss of a hat. He’s never been particularly sensitive to things like sad scenes in movies, instead simply shrugging it off.
Sometime in just the past few weeks, though, he’s appeared to pick up a bit of empathy.
He wanted to watch Monsters, Inc. yesterday. A movie that he has seen a good 20 times, some even very recently, so I thought nothing of it. Which is why, towards the end, it caught me by surprise when I heard him say, “Boo is never going to see Sully again”, with a quiver in his voice.
I dropped the laundry I had been gathering together to find out what was wrong. I peeked in to witness my 7 year old son fight to keep his composure, but couldn’t. He quickly broke down into hysterical, sobbing tears.
“Boo is never going to see Sully again!”, he repeated between gasps of air with a stream of tears making a path down his cheeks.
Both J and I did our best to comfort and reassure him. We reminded him of the final scene, which again, he’s sat through at least 20 times before, and how happy it is. That there’s nothing to be upset about.
He wasn’t having any of it.
“Boo is never going to see Sully again!”, is all he could believe, even after it was over.