Mood:
hug meM and S go home today. I've had an incredable whirl-wind (almost) two weeks, and today it ends. Admittedly there is a small part of me that's going to be relieved. No more coming home to: Mom, MOM, MOM!, MOM!! can you...?, will you...?, I need you... But I know a larger part will be thinking, no more coming home to: Mom, MOM, MOM!, MOM!! can you...?, will you...?, I need you...
On Tuesday we introducted M to KoL and he LOVED it. That fact that he had to READ it didn't bother him at all. For those of you who don't know, you get a limited number of turns in a day. When those ran out M was (of course) wanting to play more. Then he got an idea. He was going to create his OWN version of KoL. So, I dug out some HTML tutorial books I had stashed away and got him started.
You've never seen a kid take to something so fully! He was reading, typing, experimenting, asking me questions practically BEGGING me to help him learn more! When he hit a wall on the web design side. (Yeah - I don't think he's going to create KoL in a day) He started drawing the pictures, creating charaters, writing the story line. Sure, it's only been two days, but it's been two days of one content, happy and FOCUSED kid. And we've had a lot of bonding time as well.
My youngest. Well, I really don't know what to do about her. For several years she's was the only one of my three kids who came over regularly. I have no doubt that she thourally enjoyed being the 'only child' during that time period. Now coming to my house is probably a lot like staying home. There's siblings to fight with, attention to be begged for and worse, she's fighting with my fiance'. Constantly! I think it has something to do with the fact that they are both the youngest child. I don't know. Sheesh, it seems like only yesterday that I was bragging about them playing games together in the front room and today I want to just send them both to thier rooms for a time out! The worse part is that N is just as guilty as she is! He fights with her, argues with her, gets in pissing matches with her and it gets so bad that I just want to go "Wait! Who's the ten year old here!?"
We talked about it last night. In truth, I don't get along with his son either, but I really really try to hid it, and I do my best to bite my tounge when IB is here. N, though, doesn't seem to hold back. I don't think we came up with a solution, but at least it's out in the open and we can work on it.
So, tonight is the first night in at least three weeks that we've been alone together. I probably won't get home until about 9:00pm (M has a game) but I can assure you, we're going to take advantage of this 'quiet time' alone!
Ok, maybe not so quiet....
Yeah, I know this post is kind of disjointed and rambling - I've got some things going through my head that have been difficult to put on paper. Pride in my son, joy in his recent acceptance of N, Me and our relationship, thrill at how easily he's fit into our home and how eager he always seems to come back, frustration and irritation at the ongoing battle between N and S, sadness at how dejected she's seemed everytime I've had to send her to bed because she's NOT a night person and she gets so BITCHY that even _I_ can't stand her, sorrow that I've had to SOMETHING that's kept me late every night this week so that HER visit time has been limited. (due to having to send her to bed early). Too many conflicting emotions, I think I'll go back to bed!
