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Boy Logic

Saturday, February 7th, 2009

Our son is pouting.  He’s disgusted with our house, which is poorly insulated and small.  He’s disgusted with his allowance, which he deems inadequate to the purpose of purchasing Lego kits, because to get the really big ones he has to save for months.  (The “raise” he’s requested would only shave a month off for the one he really wants, but never mind that.  He is trying to keep his request reasonable.)  And he’s disgusted with his parents, who will not buy him every Lego kit his boyish heart desires.

So first he was going to go find himself another house and move into it.  When I was unimpressed, he added “And I’ll take one of your cats!”  I observed that he wasn’t moving anywhere at the ripe age of 11.  “Fine!” he said.  “Then you can take me!”  Parent-facilitated running-away…now there’s an idea!  I asked him how he intended to get groceries.  “You can bring them to me!!!”  He was vibrating with sheer frustration at my unmoved calm practicality.  I wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d come up with “Details, details, don’t bother me with details!”  Poor kid, such a terrible unsympathetic mother as he has.

He’s gone upstairs, muttering all the way, with the parting shot that only cats can follow him.  Right now, I’m sure we’d win any vote for Worst Parents Ever.

I’m sure my giggles aren’t helping.

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Wedding Weirdness

Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009

I have a friend here who is very, very, very Christian.  She’s a sweet lady, but every so often the filter through which she views the world is – um – new to me.

So anyway, her eldest daughter has decided to get married.  The boy in question is not of their brand of Christianity, and this woman has told her children all along that if they weren’t getting married in the church, she would not attend the wedding.  So when her daughter told her about the plan, she reiterated it. There’s only one problem.  Upon reflection, she decided she doesn’t really want to be absent from her daughter’s wedding.  But she also doesn’t want to go back on what she said.  It was a conundrum.

Then she remembered a thing I’d mentioned in passing: that in Indiana an attorney can get a “judge for a day” appointment to perform a wedding.  So she mentioned that to her daughter, saying that the wedding could be at the house if the neighbor (me) did it.  When her daughter proved amenable, she called and made sure I was as well.

And so it will be.  The bride and groom, each of their best friends, and their parents and siblings will be there.  So will the neighbors, because I’m doing the wedding.  And Mama can be at the wedding without breaking her word.   After all, she can’t help being at the wedding if it’s at her house, can she?

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