1. Letters to Mom
As discussed previously, Twin B has been
practicing his left-handed writing in the Letters to Mom notebook. His writing
has gotten a lot better in the last three weeks; it’s impressive really. His
left-handed writing is better than many people’s dominant-hand writing (I may
or may not be talking directly to Malison here.)
I have learned other things about Twin B over this process
too. I’ve learned that he is unflaggingly logical. I’ll ask him questions like
if he got to choose an alternate time in history to live, when would it be or
where do you see yourself in ten years and he cannot answer. Something in his
brain will not let him consider using his imagination to pretend an alternate
life. It’s an interesting observation. I’ve also learned that he really
dislikes people hurting each other, he’d rather have seasons than one long
summer, and he wouldn’t change any action that he’s ever made because he
doesn’t have any regrets. Oh, and when I asked him what band he would most like
to be the singer for he said “Nirvana, cause they could use one.” Dark humour:
the Starlight family way.
2. Lost
I am a champion at getting lost. I could be driving
somewhere I’ve driven to a million times before, accidentally take a wrong
turn, and end up in a different city. My kids can count on one hand how many
times they’ve driven with me that didn’t include an illegal u-turn. I’ve always
tried to sell it as an adventure.
And I think I’ve done my kids favour. Most people, when
they’re lost, get really stressed and snappy. You can only talk to them in a
certain tone of voice (softly but not condescendingly) and only if you’re
telling them the right directions otherwise you should just shut the fuck up.
I’ve taken the stress out of getting lost. BECAUSE WE’RE NOT STILL LOST. Every
single time we’ve taken a wrong turn or driven to an opposite address or
couldn’t find the entrance to the parking lot has ended up with us finding our
way and then later getting home safely. They know this because they’ve lived it
and it has made them better drivers (despite all the illegal u-turns).
Twin B just went to pick up a friend for the first time. She
told him she lived behind the 7-Eleven and so that’s where he went. There are
four 7-Elevens on that street (it’s a long street, but still a little
excessive). He called telling me where he was and the address he was trying to
get to and I gave him directions. Then he called again when he took a wrong
turn after that. He sounded weary, like he was looking forward to getting to
his destination at some point today, but he did not sound stressed.
You’re welcome boys.
3. Lacrosse
It is the time of the year when I cannot wait for this sport
to end. I’m tired of showing up at every practice to complaining and being
ignored. I’m tired of the inevitable drama that always surrounds a group of
parents working towards a common goal. And I’m tired of holding off on making
any plans before I know the practice and game schedule. We are in the final
stretch; playoffs start this weekend and then a tournament on the Canada Day
long weekend. And then that month without sports can begin!
4. Last Names
My boys have a different last name than I do. I used to have
their last name but changed it back to my maiden name when I was in school so
my degree would use my name, not my ex-husband’s. Occasionally people, usually
my kids’ friends, will call me Mrs. X and mostly I just answer to it because
it’s easier. But my kids and their friends that know better have a huge problem
with this and will tell that kid my last name but that they should call me
[Lily] or Your Highness. I have trained those kids well.
They also tell people I’m 27.
5. Lamp
Stay classy, San Francisco
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