Mean Boys

Tonight my heart broke a little bit. 

Ryan asked me if I could come up with a new name for him by the morning.  Then he burst into tears. It seems that one of his classmates is teasing him about his name and it's really hurting his feelings. 

Really?!  RYAN???  I mean this twofold. 1.  Ryan is my tough little man. He is the one who will be the linebacker, will protect his older brother if someone picks on him. But, then again, I think about how easily he can breakdown if he thinks someone is mad at him. Hmmmm.  2.  Really. The name RYAN is causing him to get picked on?  It's not like we named him Scout. Or Talon. Or Mango. Come on now. Give me a break. 

My first instinct is to go to school and berate the little shit that brought my little man to tears. Make him cry a few himself. But, clearly I cannot and would not really do that. No matter how Mama Bear I want to get, I am a rational human being.  (Look how far I've come, aren't you proud of me?!) But how the hell do I fix this one?!  Obviously I can't change his name. Trying to explain this to a 6 yr old is proving rather difficult. Trying to explain "ignore, walk away and he'll move on to someone else" isn't working too well either. I wish I could fix everything and shield him from the mean little shits out there but that just isn't reality.

Ugh. This motherhood stuff is really hard. If anyone has any advice, lay it on me mid love to hear it.