When I am out in
the evenings, Ricki is pretty much on her own. Her Dad is always home, but
often sleeping, and generally her sister is home, albeit on the second floor. However,
we have had no problems with this arrangement in general. Before I leave I make
sure that Ricki has had supper, that her bed is made, and that she understands
when she needs to go to sleep. (If I can, I also call to remind her.) I generally also give her some activities to
do to keep her occupied and out of trouble. However, Ricki has always, at least
until now, complained bitterly whenever I leave.
Sunday night I had
a group meeting with several friends, and I expected to return home a bit on
the late side.
“Why do you have to
go?” she asked me Sunday afternoon. I explained that just as she has friends,
so do I, and since I am no longer in school (and thus don’t see my friends
daily, as she does) I need to meet with them sometimes.
So that evening as I
left I was surprised to hear Ricki wishing me “Have a good time!”, rather than
her usual complaints. And the next morning she even asked me if I had enjoyed
myself.
GOSH O GOLLIES, SHE’S
GROWING UP!
2 comments:
That is so wonderful-gives you a good feeling even as you're leaving, doesn't it?
Definitely!
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