Generally I do not get a lot of one on one time with my son. Thank goodness. It’s not that I don’t love my son, I do. He is just so needy. Elizabeth usually takes on the brunt of this neediness. My son correctly identifies her as the one that can most effectively provide him the trappings of his everyday life. For instance, on more than one occasion, my wife has asked me to do something simple like put socks on him. “Of course I will, just as soon as you tell me where we keep his socks.” Again, it’s not that I don’t care for him; I am just completely oblivious to some of the things that make his everyday life run smoothly. So, in our house, when Mom is away, there is only one rule: survive. Continue reading →
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