The Habit
So that's how I got in the habit of letting Sister Sibling 2 know my plans, if I was coming to town, and when, so she could plan her hours and we could decide when I would get him from her.
Often on a Friday we would agree on Friday after lunch, but then they would walk into the same restaurant where I was eating with MyFella and once he saw me he was staying with me. There was a time at a restaurant called The Spot where she said something like "He's not eating because he's afraid you'll leave him." I had to tell him, "Eat your lunch, I won't go leave without you."
Then we would go to W-M shopping where he loved the colors of the packages and loved to go down the pet aisle and look at all the pictures of dogs and cats on pet food. Same thing in the card section of Dollar Tree, I'd buy him so many cars with pictures of cats and dogs. MyFella would ask why and I would reply with something like I was buying crap at Dollar Tree anyway, did one card make a difference if it made him happy?
I would take a long way home, letting him roll the windows down and turn the radio up. MyJamie loved to play air guitar and sometimes air banjo and he would turn the radio up and I would drive an extra 20 minutes out of my way to circle back to the house so we had our trip. I would fight with the radio to keep good songs going so he would play along.
If you went to pay for something somewhere, he loved to take your card and hand it to the cashier. He loved to take care of business. Loved to go to the bank with me or his Mom and hand them the slip.
Often on a Friday we would agree on Friday after lunch, but then they would walk into the same restaurant where I was eating with MyFella and once he saw me he was staying with me. There was a time at a restaurant called The Spot where she said something like "He's not eating because he's afraid you'll leave him." I had to tell him, "Eat your lunch, I won't go leave without you."
Then we would go to W-M shopping where he loved the colors of the packages and loved to go down the pet aisle and look at all the pictures of dogs and cats on pet food. Same thing in the card section of Dollar Tree, I'd buy him so many cars with pictures of cats and dogs. MyFella would ask why and I would reply with something like I was buying crap at Dollar Tree anyway, did one card make a difference if it made him happy?
I would take a long way home, letting him roll the windows down and turn the radio up. MyJamie loved to play air guitar and sometimes air banjo and he would turn the radio up and I would drive an extra 20 minutes out of my way to circle back to the house so we had our trip. I would fight with the radio to keep good songs going so he would play along.
If you went to pay for something somewhere, he loved to take your card and hand it to the cashier. He loved to take care of business. Loved to go to the bank with me or his Mom and hand them the slip.
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