Said by my seventeen year old son on the phone the other night when both his mother (unheard by me in the background) and I were telling him the exact same thing:
"Why can't you two be like normal parents and disagree on things now and then?"

It's also something of a feeling of "We've arrived" for me. Just over a decade ago when their mother and I split up, my biggest fear beyond the break up impeding my chances to be with my sons, was that they might suffer in the wake of our disagreements.
I guess we've done alright.
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