The title of this blog post isn’t positive but hear me out. Yesterday, I learned that my 6 year old, sweet, innocent and good-natured little boy kissed his friend who is a girl on the lips. This left me feeling lots of things. (And he’s only 6!)

I felt sad, lost, like a failure as a mom and more. I was angry that I didn’t, or that my husband didn’t, think to have talks with him about kissing. (But he’s only 6!) And now we have crossed that milestone without even getting the chance to explain how precious our first kiss could be.

It has me asking a lot of questions about having my son in public school. Should I keep him in school? Should he be homeschooled so as to preserve whatever childhood innocence there is without the world demanding our kids grow up before they’re ready.

I’m sure you wondering, what was my reaction to this? Well, I prayed. The teacher had already spoken to him, and Daddy had already spoken to him. So i think my son got the message that he’s too young to be kissing girls. But I went to the Lord in prayer. I so desperately want to raise my children up in the way they should go so that when they are older, they wont depart from it. I want my kids to make good choices under pressure towards honoring God. I gave all of my hearts worries, all the anger and frustration at the situation, all of the fear, to God.

Every night I give my son over to the Lord and I am trusting with all my heart that God will bless my kids, and keep them.

If any moms reading this want to give their two-cents, i’m all ears. But please be kind.