5:45 a.m. The land line phone rang. I can't read the caller ID, but concerned that it might be Ron, I get up to answer it. It wasn't Ron. It was Suzie from VPI Pet Insurance! Are you kidding me? I told her it was 5:45 in the morning and she would have to call back later...much later!
7:10 a.m. Driving Matthew to school a little later than usual because he had so much stuff to gather up for Homecoming today, and the weekend at his mom's...While I'm driving he calls his mom to set up the exchange of lunch and dress clothes. I don't know what she was talking about because I could only hear his side of the conversation - but he told her to stop talking that way...you're weird, Mom. Just come at 11:30. Bye turd." (bye, turd? to his mother?!- total disrespect, and yet that is how the relationship has evolved. Love her, yes. Respect her, no. Very sad).
7:10 a.m. Driving Matthew to school a little later than usual because he had so much stuff to gather up for Homecoming today, and the weekend at his mom's...While I'm driving he calls his mom to set up the exchange of lunch and dress clothes. I don't know what she was talking about because I could only hear his side of the conversation - but he told her to stop talking that way...you're weird, Mom. Just come at 11:30. Bye turd." (bye, turd? to his mother?!- total disrespect, and yet that is how the relationship has evolved. Love her, yes. Respect her, no. Very sad).
5:00 p.m. Today Bevan is 14 years old (fourteen!). I had called him earlier to wish him Happy Birthday, but he was out riding his bicycle. When he called me back, he sounded sad. He said he was OK, but his toe hurt. (He has another ingrown toenail). They haven't really decided what they are doing for his birthday yet. Tonight they are going to Family Fun Night at Trevor's school. We didn't talk long because he was really interested in a Sponge Bob cartoon! Well, Happy Birthday, Bevan...
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