I picked up my S's yesterday evening -- the start of another week of parenting them. We had a blast at the movies last night -- we went to see the new Transformers movie, the one blockbuster we had been anticipating above all the others. S8 and S4 became huge Transformer fans when we watched the first movie two summers ago. And we've been waiting for months and months to see this sequel -- ever since the rumors started forming that it was in production.
I had been sweating all week that xW was going to try to preempt me by taking the boys to see this movie. She has taken the opportunity several times to steal my thunder and to co-opt things I have been personally sharing with our S's -- camping, fishing, canoeing and kayaking, Legos and other specific amusements and interests. So, I was concerned she would pull another coup this week with the opening of this movie -- especially on the heals of our confrontation on Thursday. I am thankful she did not.
Still, it didn't keep her from telling our S's that she would indeed take them to see this same movie again at a new drive-in theatre that opened up an hour north of here. I tried to suppress my reaction when I started to bristle at S8's recounting to me of how the OM was telling his mother about this new drive-in and would take them all to see it soon. Grrrrrr.
I am nonetheless relieved. I don't know what I would have done had she actually preempted me -- she knows that I could not in any way have taken that particular action as anything more than a call to Mutually-Assured Destruction. I am glad we did not "go there."
