Saturday, December 27, 2008
Merry effing xmas
The crazy man drops the kids off on Monday morning as planned; doesn't walk them up to the door, just drops them and drives off. The elder is in a bad mood, the younger seems fine. I am immediately bombarded with the story of how the younger got exactly what she wanted for Christmas but all the elder got was a picture of something she didn't want. As her disappointment was palpable, the story continued on to describe how her father was flummoxed by her disappointment, tried to convince her this was something she wanted and then proceeded on bugging her instead of giving her some space to process. By Wednesday night, she was bereft about her relationship with her father and cried for 2 hours declaring that she absolutely did not want to spend the following week with him (his designated time). Clearly this was the tipping point for something much larger. The reality being that the elder is 13+ and can now actively choose who she lives with and as her father is not making adequate attempts to have a solid relationship with this child, it will be his own undoing. But try explaining that to a crazy man.
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