Sunday, August 7, 2011

Not getting it

As I was dropping off my son at his mother's on Friday she tells me, "I have something for you."

And I'm thinking, "Hey maybe it's my little league baseball uniform!"

Turns out, it was some food that he will not eat for her, or at day camp. Not my baseball uniform that she took and did not return to me despite my asking for it back when she moved out four years ago.

Long time to keep something that does not belong to you, and a long sentence to explain it.

My mother gave me that uniform in the hopes of seeing her grandson wearing it. He's not getting any smaller, she's not getting any older. About once or twice a year I've asked for it. The answer remains the same.

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