Papa what are you doing its yesterday?
I know you think I am weird... and I wanted to thank you for that....
I do hold an appreciation... you confronted me to my face in the grocery store.
You probably don't remember coming over to the house and playing with my kids...
You were very comical looking... and always had such a strait face...
You were not very susceptible to ... joking or teasing.. and not made to laugh easily...
You were in perfectly safe hands...
Some of the other kids mothers were doing up Cocaine.... yours was not...
One mother left her kids with us for 3 days.. without even calling.... she dropped her kids off with a package of Skittles.... and snotty noses....
I would not expect you to remember any of this shit... you were only 3 or 4 maybe... you used to wear them little damned Osh Kosh bib overalls... always made me chuckle.... its not that they looked bad or anything
they were just comical with you and your strait face....
I think you guys actually had fun playing in the atrium in the kiddie pool... and stuff... it was a big terrible mess... Plants, and toys.. and things strewn around everywhere.... a nightmare or heaven.... depending on your perspective....
You grew into a young woman... gosh how old are you now 25 -30..... I think your attractive... does that make me creepy.... as your babysitter..... its not then nor was it... but now... well that is a different story isn't it?
I don't know if it is courage, balls, or honesty.... that you approached me in the grocery store and told me to my face you thought the stuff I write is weird....
So I wanted to compliment you on it... which ever way it is... and what a pleasure it has been from my distant perspective watching you grow up and following a meaningful path... and finding some success ..
I am not your Parent... but non the less feel some pride in you...
Your part time baby sitter. You probably know who you are... but are not reading this.
Kiddo.
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