Tember slept for 14 hours.
14 long hours.
During which time he did not even get up once to go to the bathroom.
Around 7 I went in to make sure he was still alive.
For the last 15 minutes he has been sitting next to me.
Talking Farming Simulator.
A game about farming.
And mods.
And trucks.
Non-stop.
I have grunted.
I have uh huh’d.
I went to the bathroom and he followed me.
Stood outside the door and continued talking.
Finally I stopped him and asked if he had missed me this weekend. We did not see one another from Friday @ 7 a.m. until Sunday @ 10:14 a.m.
2 days and 2 hours.
The way he is acting is as though we have not seen one another for a hundred years.
I do listen.
Enough that when accused of not listening I can recap what was just said.
He has been in the bathroom for the last 5 minutes.
Comes out and trundles back over to the couch.
I am looking at him over my glasses as he sits down next to me.
Me: What are you doing?
Tember: Coming back to talk about…..what were we talking about?
Me: We? No we were not talking. You were talking. We talking would mean that both of us participate in the conversation.
Tember: Saying uh huh counts as participating mom.
He is still talking.
About trucks.
I don’t know.
I just love him.
I will leave you with this.
Me: You are not my be all end all.
Tember: Yes I am.
Me: Says who?
Tember: You have.
Me: Never
Tember: There was this time……and this time……and that time…..and that one and hey mom?
Me: What?
Tember: And that time.
I exploded with laughter.
He just asked if I am still listening I had best go.
©Aug. 3/20
Picture is my own
The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom 