Anders, now a few months into kindergarten, was given homework to discuss what he’s thankful for.
“So what do you think?” Leslie asked as she prepared dinner.
“I’m thankful for daddy and money,” Anders proudly answered.
“Wait, do you mean ‘daddy and mommy’?”
“Nope, daddy and money,” he repeated before hopping off the stool at the counter and wandering off to play with a toy.
When Leslie told me this, I confessed I kinda agreed. I mean, money buys you some damn good shit these days. She was amused but still a tad hurt.
A few days later, Leslie showed up at Anders’s school to help out for the afternoon. After snack but before singing, the kids sat in a circle and shared what they were thankful for. When they got to Anders, he announced, “I’m thankful for daddy.”
On the drive home, Leslie called to provide the update.
“So here I am standing in the room, totally unacknowledged but thinking at least he doesn’t sound spoiled.”
“Personally, I would have preferred if he simply answered money. In light of the economy, it would show he’s in touch with things.”
Not at all surprising, my explanation did little to soothe Leslie’s somewhat bruised feelings.
Then, this morning, Leslie called to talk about my pending visit.
“I went to Blockbuster yesterday and picked up some movies for our turkey coma.”
“I’m sure you’re excited I got the last copy of The Vegetable Pirates.”
“Is that porn?”
“It’s for the kids. Speaking of which, great news!”
“Olivia told you she wants to come live with me?”
“No but you can have her. That girl was up at 2am saying she was scared about the sound of the heat turning on. I slept on her floor the rest of the night. Anyway, this morning I asked Anders what he’s thankful for and his answer was daddy and mommy!”
“Congrats! You finally made the cut. Did you pay him off?”
“Well, I did buy him a little something on Saturday.”
“If it works, who cares. But seriously, congrats! Enjoy it now because I’m sure within a few years, no matter what you buy him, he’ll hate both of you. I’m speaking from experience.”