Last night was midnight breakfast with the boys. I took the opportunity of having them both with me at once to tell them about my relationship with Randy.
Their response was very interesting. They both asked me if I was happy. When I said I was pretty happy they said that was good and they were happy for me.
I wasn't quite buying the all is good thing by the looks on their faces so I asked a few more questions and this is what it boiled down to for both of them. They are happy for me, but I should not expect them to like Randy. The youngest even said "If he is a prick, I am not going to like him." I told them that I did not want them to stay away from me just because they didn't like the man in my life, and no man was worth coming between us. I also told them Randy has told me repeatedly he will not come between the boys and me. I explained that whether they liked Randy was up to them, but that I did expect them to try to get to know him if they were ever given the chance.
After that discussion I let it go and we went on to have a loud laughter filled breakfast.
Around 3:00 A.M. I was in doing laundry and the youngest came in to help. I told him I was a little disappointed that he thought I would be interested in a "prick." He explained that he had no idea what type of man I liked. I asked him how he could say that when his dad was not a "prick." Then my youngest said something that made me so extremely sad. He said "How would I know that about dad?" The youngest said he didn't think you could really know what a person was like until you yourself were old enough to understand. He said that he was just now at the age when he could discern what a person was like, so he couldn't comment on his dad. I spent some time crying over that one.
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