It's amazing to me how smart kids can be...how perceptive and intuitive they are.
In a couple of recent posts I've referred to "A." Well, "A" is my new partner. We've been together for about three months now but it feels like three years...all in a very good way.
We've taken a couple of big plunges over the last month.
I'm generally a pretty cautious guy in some respects, but I threw caution to the wind when A and I decided to live together. (Yes, it's a very lesbianic thing to do, I know.)
The bigger plunge, though, came a couple of weeks ago when I met A's kids for the first time. There are three of them.
I don't dislike kids, but I have no paternal insticts and have no desire to have children of my own. But A's kids are welcome in my life.
They came for the weekend and of course, I was nervous as hell. Two of the kids are teenagers, and they are a whole special breed.
I decided to just be myself and let things happen as they will.
On the second day we were out driving somewhere and I was talking about something or other. A's son D was sitting in the back seat and totally pegged me.
"You're just a big kid, aren't you?"
Wow. Kids are smart, because he's absolutely right. "I don't wanna grow up, I'm a Toys R Us kid." Big time.
(Oh, and his youngest daughter declared that I am "awesome." I wonder if making her favorite breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes and bacon had anything to do with it?)
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