I Cried A Little

Yesterday I received a text from T that alarmed me a little bit.

I should have known that he knew that it was a scam but when he did not respond to several of my texts I messaged his dad’s girlfriend and asked her to have T call me.

Now he had answered his texts telling me that he had not been ignoring me he was playing his game and he already knew that it was a scam.

Shortly there after, I was paged to the phone. I answered it and did my standard greeting.

Me: Thank you for holding this is Jay-lyn how can I help you?

T: This is your son.

Me: Who?

T: Your son. You told L to tell me to call you.

Me: Well you answered in the text already. When did your voice change on the phone? I did not know that it had changed. I am getting teary eyed.

T: Mom it is my voice. I am growing up.

Me: I know but it is another new step for me to grow use to.

When we hung up I cried a wee bit.

He is growing too fast for me.

March 12/22

Not My Problem

Did the title throw you for a loop? 🤷🤷🤷 I mean when have I ever said that it is not my problem? If anything I make it all my problem but not this time.
T’s dad has a new girlfriend who has been staying at his place overnight on occasion and last night was some such night. He wanted T to stay the night there instead of him coming home last night.
It was an interesting conversation.
T: Mom dad wants me to stay there tonight.
Me (biting my tongue from what I really wanted to say): Ok that’s fine.
T (surprised): What? You are not going to throw one of your hissy fits?
Me: No. You are telling me now not dropping this on me at 9 p.m. I appreciate that. So it is not a big deal.
T: Oh ok.
Did I want to rant and rail? Damn rights I did however truth is it is his dad’s week. And I suppose eventually T is going to be old enough that he could stay at his dad’s overnight alone. I am not ready for it but also know it is a step that is coming. Maybe not quite yet though.
T (musing): I wonder if L is going to be able to wake me?
Me: Well she has boys so I am sure she will have no difficulty getting you up.
T: Mom they do not know how I sleep.
Me:
T: I bet I am going to miss the bus. I know I am.
Me: Not my problem.
T (laughing): No it won’t be.
T: I hope that dad has stuff for me to make lunch.
Me: Would he not?
T: I don’t know.
Me: Not my problem.
T: I know but what if he doesn’t?
Me: Just so you know I am in a till all day tomorrow so  I cannot run and bring you anything. My lunch and breaks are scheduled for me.
T: Oh ok.
Me: You may decide that you don’t want to spend the night at your dad’s during the school week.
T: Maybe not. We will see how it goes tomorrow.
And then he was gone. Out the door with an I love you and a kiss. I won’t see him now until Sunday night.
Does a part of me hope that this situation goes awry? 😁😁😁😁  I would be lying if I did not. However there is no denying that I am loving sitting here enjoying my coffee ☕☕☕☕ writing my post without having to watch the time. I do not have to go wake him three or four or a hundred times before he snarls his way free of the blankets. My quiet time will be quiet time today.
T also informed me that his dad is planning to meet the new gf’s father. He does not like rock and roll nor swearing. Both of which T’s dad has in spades. He has speakers and stereo to beat a live band in his shop. Swearing is second nature to this man. So after explaining this all to him T looks at his dad and asks: When do I get to meet this new dad of mine?  🤣🤣🤣🤣
I love my boy.
Have a fabulous weekend everyone.
©Sept. 24/21
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