Hockey Boy loves his life here. He is in a wonderful kindergarten class with a great teacher and really sweet friends. He loves playing hockey where an NHL team actually practices and has loved being a Green Mini Mite this year. He likes living someplace that has such great weather that he is able to play outside most of the year. We actually all love all these things.
We decided to tell him while we were on vacation at Disneyland. They claim to be the happiest place on earth so maybe the news would be easier to bear. We were in one of the restaurants, actually enjoying a relaxing lunch, when we broke the news of the move. And my son who is usually pretty stoic about these things started crying. He was genuinely heart broken. We were breaking our little boy's heart. We knew that this was the right decision for our whole family, including him, but that did not change the fact that it hurt him. I don't know why it has to be that way but it often is with kid. We give them shots so they don't get really sick later. We send them to school where they might get teased or hurt knowing that they will grow and learn to handle difficult situations.
This was the first time though that I broke my son's heart in a very real way.