one single mother. one spririted preschooler. oy — what a life.
“I had a good time with that big guy!”
“What’s the big guy’s name, honey?”
He says H’s name.
“That’s right! Is H your daddy?”
“Yes.” (then, after some thought) “No! He’s not my daddy, silly, he’s my friend!”
“Who’s your daddy, then?”
“Doc Hudson.”
As sad as it is, I just had to laugh. Here I am buggin’ about all of this, working so hard to transform my emotions, and in the meantime Sami is totally happy with Doc Hudson for a father figure. I suppose he’ll figure it out eventually that no, he is not the son of a character from “Cars.”
Welcome to this blog - my chronicle of the illuminating, character-building path of single parenthood. I'm making this up as I go along. My life is my practice, and my five year-old son is my greatest teacher.
Mike
December 21st, 2008 at 5:50 pm
Well you’re going to have a lot of explaining to do.
T
December 22nd, 2008 at 5:26 pm
Yep… we always add our own drama don’t we? Everybody’s perception’s different. Starting early, I guess…
dadshouse
December 22nd, 2008 at 7:58 pm
Remember that old Dr. Seuss book, “Are you my mother?” Too funny.
G
December 23rd, 2008 at 4:07 am
Your little guy is just so sweet and lovely! He has fabulous taste in father figures (lol) - Paul Newman was the Man!
I had completely forgotten about that lovely old Dr. Seuss book - thank you for the reminder Dadshouse.
I guess for those of us who grew up with absent parents (physical or emotional) we did learn to parent ourselves and to choose parental figures who could teach us through the different phases of life. Every Mother’s Day - there are 4 women who get a card/phone call from me. They didn’t give birth to me - but they did their utmost to ensure I survived and thrived. And, even if I could, I wouldn’t change a thing.
Hugs
G
Kevin Houchin
December 26th, 2008 at 6:54 am
You can’t help that Pixar nailed the 3-yr-old boy demographic. My 3-yr-0ld boy has three thoughts in his brain in any day.
1. Potty.
2. Food.
3. Lightning McQueen.