Somehow this came up last night. I don't remember exactly how but it threw me for a loop. I told the kids that it was likely that daddy would not be moving back into the house...the kids start to freak out...I reminded them of a few of their friends whose parents live apart. My son immediately asked if we were divorced...probably because his friends had used that word. I told him no, that we were separated. I told the kids that it seemed their dad did much better not living with people. That living with people made him yell a lot. My son pointed out that he had roommates. Yes, I told him, but he stays in his room most of the time. My daughter, who had initially started to cry but acknowledged things were better at home without dad living there, fell asleep. I spoke for awhile with my son who felt that daddy not living in the house was his fault and that he was "bad". Not sure I made any headway on that but I tried to assure him that he was not at all bad, that daddy just had a hard time living with others and being s pleasant person. My son also seemed to equate divorce with never seeing the person again.
Well, at least we had some discussion...
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