Skip forward to bedtime and a teary eyed Zachary. "What is wrong Honey?" I asked. "I am kinda sad about Ryan's village" was Zach's reply. "Oh? What about the village?" I replied. He answered with an "I don't really know, I am just sad". Well, this isn't uncommon. Zach gets a feeling and can't really express what it is that is bothering him.
"What happens to the village when it gets thrown away?" Zach asked me. I didn't really know what happened to our garbage other than it gets picked up by the garbage man and goes to the dump. So I told him I didn't really know. "Does it get burned up?" he asked. "I don't think so" I answered trying to help put his mind at ease, although I really didn't know for sure. "I think it just goes to the dump and disintegrates into the ground". That was my best guess. He didn't not like that answer and it made him get a bit more agitated. Not a place I like for him to be, especially after he has been tucked into bed for the night.
Finally I was able to get out of him that thinking about the village going to the dump made him feel a lot like when he knows a ball or toy if left in the yard after it gets dark. I told him that I wanted him to write about how the village made him feel and that is what we came up with. Thinking that he would forget about it, a couple days later I tried to throw it away but he remembered and I had to fish it out of the trash, straighten it out and come up with a better idea that we could both agree on.
I found a shadow box frame and was able to reconfigure the village to fit into the frame and we hung it on the wall up by Zach's bed. I am not sure how long it will be displayed in his room. It could be there til he moves out and brings it with him, but for some reason he is very concerned about what happens to this artwork that Ryan made. When all is said and done, it turned out to be a pretty good compromise.