After reading to Vinny the other night before bedtime, he says, "you should go be with daddy."
"I should?" I say. "Why?"
"Because he's your husband, and you should spend time with him," says Vinny.
"So you don't want me to stay until you fall asleep?" I ask. "Are you going to be ok?"
"I'll be fine," Vinny assures me. "I fell asleep by all myself last night."
It's funny how an 8 year old child can be so full of wisdom one moment, and full of something else, the next.
Oh, the paradox of parenting. It's enough to drive a crazy person, sane. But for the moment, I believe I will hang onto to crazy, otherwise, I might start drinking.
