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Peek in as a meltdown at the snowy playground progresses
Friday, January 9, 2009 It's Friday evening, which is always a little bit harder and always requires a little cool off time in the car to Jeff Buckley (and really, was there ever a better song recorded than his version of Hallelujah? I think not). And this particular Friday evening, emotions are even higher. I'm relieved, Lil E's processing and it feels like we are both, in our own ways, letting down.
My intention was to let Lil E burn some of the end-of-week wackiness by running around the school playground for a bit while I checked out the night setting on my new (speaking of an hallelujah) camera. Such a lovely thought. Soon after, the ritual Friday night stop off at Starbucks for vanilla scones, milk and coffee was canned and the whole bag of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles went into toy time-out. For the whole weekend. It was serious, my friends.
Fortunately, after a rather quiet ride home with some calm guitar-driven musical intervention, there were apologies and discussion and much hugging it out. He's off with his dad now for what is sure to be a low-key weekend and I am off to play a bit myself. A break from all the business of divorce - and hell, even each other - is necessary sometimes and these pictures just show some of that. We're good, and after some more quiet time, we will be better.
In case you haven't had enough tantrums at your playground today, scroll down to take part in our unraveling.
It's not funny! It is NOT funny when a kid cries for no apparent reason. IT IS NOT FUNNY! OK...it's a little funny.
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