Momma Bear and the Unromantic.

Momma Bear.
A couple of weeks ago, Dan, the kids, and I went to our favorite restaurant, The Courthouse Inn. That is where Dan and I had breakfast with our families after we go married last year. Since then, it has become our favorite place and the owner, at least I think she is, always remembers us and comes to talk to us. So we were eating and she was talking to us, asking Al how old he was and just odds and ends. She has a 13 yr old daughter who likes to talk on the computer too. Al gave her his e-mail address and they started talking, not a big deal. Well Sunday, Al meets her and one of her friends to go to the movies, not a date, but just so he could make some friends and get to know her better. Apparently, the movie starts and she and the friend tell Al they will be right back, they never come back. Al calls me after the movie to pick him up at McDonalds, I ask where she is and he says he doesn't know. After we get home, he is chatting on line to one of his friends and her. I said something innocent to him and he gets very upset and storms out of the room to his bedroom and starts crying. I go in and he tells me all of this, plus, she just told him that she went and sat with another boy. I was crushed that I couldn't help my son out. I told him that I try to protect him from these things and I was just so sorry. I was crying too. He told me that it wasn't my fault and that it was going to happen to him sometime in his life and that it was better that it happens now rather than later. What a good boy. He handled it very well, he was upset but he still handled it well. Being the momma that I am, I still get upset thinking about it. I guess I can't protect him from everything no matter how hard I try.

The Unromantic. That would be me also, apparently. I have a very practical side to me. I worry about the bills being paid and the kids getting what they need before I take care of my needs. Hubby is trying so hard to make sure our anniversary is special, I, on the other hand, am worried about making sure we have money for other things. Well, he has been offered overtime and will work a week straight of 12 hr days just so that he can make me happy and spoil me. Does this mean I don't appreciate him? I do love him and want to spend a night out in a hotel with him, but I get worried about bills and all the other day to day stuff. But, with him making the extra money, I feel better about taking some for ourselves. I try to be romantic, but I guess I'm just too practical. Oh well. I love him and will enjoy the night now. He'll be racking up the overtime and money will be sweet. Of course I will spoil him while he is pulling the shifts.

Other than that, life is good. lol

I'm glad to hear that Charlie is settling in nicely with Aunt Pinkie and Uncle Butch, he sounds like a sweety.