Home's feeling good these days. I do believe my men missed me. I'm not going to lie that feels good. Once my youngest told me "Things are better when you are here" Which I don't doubt. Big E is more prone to say "not my problem" than I am. But the little one was young when he said it - 9 or so - and I had just started leaving for Divorce Court on a regular basis. He also said the following (which I still tease him about to this day):
Divorce Court had just put my picture up on its web site. I had a lot of make up on because that's how they do things. I showed it to little man trying to make him feel a part of what I was doing while I was "away" so he wouldn't feel so abandoned. He looked at it and without skipping a beat said: "I think you look like a clown and I hope you lose your job."
My husband and I fell out laughing. That's what I get for trying to be an all new- age touchy feely mom. I got smacked in the face with a healthy dose of reality. That's one of the reasons I am so found of the little one even though he causes a lot of commotion. Cuurently his grades are doing a magnificent swan dive into the depths of the D zone (but that's a story for another day) But that boy is all natural and unadulterated. He's is who he is and he doesn't pretend. You have never got to wonder what he thinks. Either he'll tell you straight out or (and this is more likely the case) he hasn't thought about it at all.
Gotta love'em cause you can't put them out.
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