We left on a cruise last weekend, just got back today. My son INSISTED on taking a stuffy (in this case, a stuffed bunny holding a basketball) with him. I told him it would be his responsibility to keep up with it (he's 12..and yes..even though he's on the autism spectrum, I consider him well old enough to be responsible for his own things).Guess what got left behind in the frenzy of trying to make sure we had EVERYTHING before we got off the ship this morning?That's right.The rabbit.We didn't discover it until about an hour ago when I told him to go brush his teeth and go to bed (we'd had a long day..got up around 6:30 and had an 8 1/2 hr drive home).He yelled at me. Blamed ME for the loss of the bunny. I told him I would email customer service, see if they could contact the ship and see if it was turned in by the room steward. Called me THE WORST MOM EVAAAAAAAR.Like I needed to feel even MORE like crap than I already was because our cat died while we were gone and I've been feeling guilty because she died alone (we had a pet sitter who came in twice a day to check on her/give her meds). via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/28VH8vD
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