I haven't been back to update this post in a while, so just thought I'd do so.
We had a great weekend with our friends recently. I happened to be out with my daughter the day before our date. She knew we were having company over and she was going to babysit the little yappy dog overnight. I said I wanted to stop into the wine store to see if they had a big sippy-box of carmenere (they do).
"I think I want to stop in at La Vie En Rose, too; I want to see if they've got any swimsuits on sale."
"Yeah sure, Mom. I know why you want to go there." she said, "You want to shop for your big weekend." She grinned at me. "Party woman."
"Okay, fine," I said, "I want to see what they have. I just don't want to make you uncomfortable."
"I don't want to make YOU uncomfortable." she said.
"Don't worry about that. It doesn't make me uncomfortable at all."
So - and this is kind of weird - she and I went shopping for lingerie. She's, like, helping me pick stuff out. She's old enough to wear this stuff herself, so...there's that. But I guess it's still a little weird. Especially the part where I'm picking out a nice new pair of boxers for her Dad, knowing that it's not for my benefit.
Anyway, our twisted family dynamics aside, she texted later the night of our visit, letting us know that the dog was doing fine and didn't bark once. Great. NOW he shuts up.
The other night, my son and I had a conversation about love and marriage. He's an old-fashioned practical-minded kind of guy. He's sworn against marriage, saying it's a 50/50 bet against someone taking half your shit. And he has no interest in staying with someone who doesn't put out on the regular. *sigh* He's 20 and knows everything. I warned him that, later in life, he needs to brace himself for the fact that he's going to learn a whole world of new shit about love and it's going to change everything he believes now.
"Like what?" he asked.
"I'm not telling you." I said, "You already know too much."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means you can't fill a cup that's already full (paraphrasing here). You won't listen to me now because you think you already know the answers. I just assure you that there's a lot more to marriage than a legal contract and a couple of rings. Look: your Dad and I don't even wear rings anymore."
"Yeah, but you gotta admit, you and Dad are a little odd."
"Yes," I said pointedly, "We are. But it doesn't mean we don't know what we're talking about."
If I could leave my kids with any life lessons about love and marriage, it's to show them what real love, passion and mutual respect look like. I can only pray that they find the forever kind of love we've found.