The kids and I went to my sister's on the night before Thanksgiving. My mom came as well. My BIL and I went out and had a great time. It was a good bonding night for us; as we have never really spent any time together before last night. We plan to get together more often.
W said that she would pass through the house to take care of the petting zoo while we were gone overnight. My original plans were to be back in town by 5pm so that her family could see the kids today. Got a text from W telling me that there was no need to rush back because there was a change in their plans. So I replied great, thanks for letting me know. Then the W wanted to know if I was planning on staying overnight again. I told her no, that we would be back at some point because I need to take care of the dogs tonight and would you get them during the day.
She replied that she would. So 15 minutes later I get a text from her stepfather saying that he was at my house and wanted to know where the dog food was. So that was the W's way of helping with the animals; get someone else to do it. At least I know that it got done.
On my way back into town, she called and basically asked where we were. Then I asked what she was doing; she said that she was taking her grandfather back to his house. She went to Thanksgiving at her Dad's. So I asked what she was doing after dropping off her grandfather. Basically, I was trying to get her to tell me if she was coming to the house or not. Not that I wanted her too; but wanted to know if I needed to brace for the visit. She said that she had to go by dysfunctional BFF to get her stuff; but she didn't actually say if she was coming or not. Well, she didn't and I was happy about that.
But she never asked how the kids were doing; she did ask if we had fun. I'm not sure if she meant if the kids and I had fun or if she was referring to my night out with BIL. Doesn't matter, the answer is yes to both and that was my reply. I didn't tell her anything of what we did. But went to 2 local brew pubs and had some great food and awesome beer. Even caught the eye of a couple of young ladies. Did nothing with it; but it's nice to be noticed. I did dress up a bit. My BIL was like, "Why?" My mom said "He's fishing." I just said that I like to look nice when I go out.
I just don't understand why a mother wouldn't even WANT to be with her kids on a holiday; even if it's for a couple of hours. I just don't get it. I told a friend of mine that maybe I've been blessed with this situation; because unlike most men in these forums, I HAVE my kids. She could've been more "normal" and taken them away from me as well. But I've been blessed in that accord. I cherish every minute I have with them.
