Shane: Mom, you’re drinking a mountain dew, are you ok?
Me: It’s diet
Shane: are you ok?
Me: I’ve had a bad day
Shane: Because you were crying?
(I didn’t say anything, but I looked at him)
Shane: I heard you crying last night.
Me: I’ll be alright
Shane: I know you will, because you always are,….but Mom, it’s really ok if you’re not ok. You don’t have to be strong all the time. We understand.
(of course I started crying again, he went to the fridge and got me another diet dew)
Shane: here, you might this too.
then he gave me a hug,…
I finally bought myself a desk chair! Hailey just came in and said, “Is your butt comfy?” I said, “yes it is.” She said, “good, because I like being the only pain in your butt.” I swear this child and the things she comes up with!
A Conversation with my daughter about boyfriends: (we were writing out her Valentines for her class)
Hailey: Mom, I really like this one boy in my class.
Me: Good, I’m glad.
Hailey: He’s my boyfriend
Me: Oh ok.
Hailey: Do you have a boyfriend?
Me: Ahh, no I have a husband,….your Dad,…remember?
Hailey: Yes, but a husband is not a boyfriend.
Me: Well true. So I guess your Dad is my husband and my boyfriend.
Hailey: Your boyfriend can’t be in your family! Your boyfriend has to be someone not in your family.
Me: We weren’t always family. When we first met we weren’t in the same family.
Hailey: Did you tell him he was your boyfriend?
Me: Yes, I guess I did.
Hailey: and then you married him?
(A few cards later)
Hailey: I like this boy too,…he’s my boyfriend too.
Me: Oh, good lord Hailey,…how many boyfriends do you have?
(she started counting on her fingers,….at 5,…I told her to stop and keep writing the cards.) Lord help me!
Me: Ok kids, dinner is going to be ‘every man for himself kinda thing’, so tell me what you want, so I can make it.
Hailey: Um, I think I want some noodles.
(I start the noodles, and then go back to Shane’s room)
Me: Shane, tell me what you want for dinner.
Shane: I don’t know.
Me: Well you need to make a decision before I sit down to eat whatever I make for myself.
(go back finish Hailey’s noodles, wash some dishes, then go back to Shane)
Me: I am making myself a grill cheese sandwich, do you want one?
Me: What do you want?
Shane: I don’t know.
(I go back and finish the dishes, sweep the floor, make some tea, and then make my sandwich, while I heat a bowl soup too. Sandwich is done, I get all my stuff to the table, then take out of the trash, and wipe down the counters. All while hearing nothing from Shane.)
The second my butt hits the chair, so I can eat my dinner,….
Shane: I think I do want a grill cheese sandwich.
( I roll my eyes, hand him my sandwich, and watch my soup get cold, while I get out the frying pan I just finished washing to make me another sandwich.)
Now I am just sitting down to eat my dinner again, and Hailey is ready for desert.
The kids need to go back to school before someone gets hurt.