This was our first week with our new arrangement and all in all it’s been going pretty well. The hardest part has been Chet. After a month in Georgia with his mother and grandmother it’s been a little hard for him up here. He just said that the huge log home in the woods on a lake where they live is his real home. He’s also been asking me, repeatedly, if I had to choose between A and him and his sister who would I pick.
I’m not sure how much of that is him just being a natural-born actor and how much of it is real. He is playful and wonderful around A and of course it’s hard for him to believe me when I say that A and I are planning on being together forever. With Cristina, my previous girlfriend, who lived in Italy, the kids never had any real competition for my day-to-day affection. Now A is here half the week but she is a very steady presence in our lives so of course there will be some growing pains. It’s just that my amazing little seven-yearp-old shoots off the hardest questions to answer.
Just the other day we were all having a great family dinner at a local diner when he asked, “If you and A break up will you get your keys back?” Yikes. But a little later he and I finished an intricate Mega Blocks (knockoff Lego’s not nearly as good) medieval battlement diorama and he ran to show it off to her.
He’s an expert at pushing my buttons but compounding things was what a new grad student of mine said in class. He was very close to his father until he turned six and his parents divorced and he remarried. I’m determined to keep my kids close to me AND my darling A. I’m greedy that way.