As a parent, there are things you expect to say: “STOP”…”wash your hands”…”keep your hands to yourself”; and things you never thought you’d say: “DON’T pick your nose”…”Get your hand out of your pants”. Never in my wildest imaginings, would I have thought I’d need to say “Mommy and Daddy aren’t getting divorced”.
Our littlest darling in a fit of inspirational oratory, decided to tell her gym teacher that her bad behavior was a result of…..Mommy’s upcoming remarriage and the siblings she was going to be burdened with as a result. Never let it be said that parent-teacher conferences are boring in our household…whohoo! As the kids attend a small, private school this news travelled rather quickly. I guess this counts as my 15 minutes of fame!
For the record, let me just say this: We aren’t divorcing. With almost 20 years invested in the whole shebang, it just isn’t going to happen. I couldn’t get a better deal than I’ve got.
Unless, of course, he’d finally concede and let me convert the garage into my quilt studio.