Thursday's evenings are Al's dads. This is a new "Big person" thing I implemented in an attempt to salvage what was left of the relationship I've been trying to destroy, by demanding his father participate in The Mer's financial rearing. I do not however have to enjoy it.
Now in addition toThe Sea Monster's sporadic Sunday's, I get to learn to keep my opinions to myself on Thursdays also. The rules are, I am not allowed to ask T.S.M to do any hardware oriented, software compliant, could-you-please-hang-the-300 lbs-Gothic-mirror-while-your-here-kind of stuff.
Last night we both failed miserably.
Sigmund arrived, Firewall in hand, ready to roll..."I am Firewall Man, come to protect the family...Aarrg!" Apparently this firewall thing is the equivalent of having a rabid Pit Bull at your side as you surf the wild blue net...or, a Chastity belt, I'm undecided. And seeing as how it's software he installed while I wasn't looking, I'm thinking it may be the later.
The large picture window in my office looks out to the front, something I've come to accept as a blessing, as this way I am able to work and still keep an eye on my child, the moving target . Last night there was a moment, albeit a short lived one between his father and myself.
We watched , our hearts full of love and admiration, as our son rode his little bike around in circles in the drive, then, checking both ways just like I'd taught him, he rode across the street to Katie's house to see if she could play.
Me - "Isn't he beautiful?"
Sigmund - "Yeah, our trophy's all grown up." (yes he did)
Me - "He's so free...look at him just dancing up to Katie's porch."
Sigmund - "Yeah. Oh, it looks like Katie can't play"
Me - "Oh, poor little guy, but he's so beautiful, just look at him go...dancing, running so fast, so free...I guess he's coming home"
Sigmund - "Yeah, and he's got ADHD... ran right past his bike all the way home."
The evening progressed into an attempt to install wordpress, while The Mer yelled from the living room..."Is anyone going to watch this Halloween movie with me?!"
"In a minute...it only takes five minutes to install!"
As I carried my sleeping child up the stairs at 2 a.m., I thought to myself "Nothing on God's earth is meant to be this difficult...period."
Then I slept on the couch, and dreamed of men with technical know-how beyond my wildest imagination...with ADD.
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