Well, I've had an interesting weekend.
I was taking my children to see my boyfriend today. The plan was to go to the town where he lives - it's a beautiful place - and then he would meet us for lunch and maybe an ice cream in the park before he went home and we went on with our day.
My son pulled an absolute fit this morning and refused to go, or ever have anything to do with him, or anyone else his dad or I date ever. Now, I've been seeing my boyfriend for 8 months and I met him 12 months after my exH's affair came to light and I kicked him out. He's met him once already and liked him. His exactly words were, "I thought he was a really sweet man". I don't know what came over him, but I don't think I've ever seen him so angry!
I didn't want to leave him behind, but didn't really want to take him and have him spoil the day either, so his dad took him. I explained to his dad why, and he said he'd have a word with him about it...
Which meant that my daughter and I went alone. And we had a lovely time! We got there at lunch time, we met him for lunch and then for a play in the park. He pushed her on the roundabout and the swing when she asked. When her ice cream melted everywhere and I mopped her up with babywipes and tissues, he held the sticky, messy wipes until we found a bin. Even when she was a little shy and unresponsive in her 7 year old way, he still perservered with her. And when we were sitting by the river and she introduced him to Hobson's Choice (the Either/Or game) with "Would you rather drink wee or eat poo" he laughed and answered her! His efforts were understated. She was my priority and he was clearly supportive of that.
She was manic for most of the day because of a combination of nerves and a sugar rush and didn't calm down until about 5pm! She sang the answer to every question in a dodgy American accent to the tune of the chorus of The Leveller's Beautiful Day... And told him she likes Tom Waits and David Bowie...
We gave him a lift home and he invited us into his flat for a drink. Then he offered to cook us dinner, we accepted and we all watched Horrible Histories together.
And he thought she was lovely and she said he was really nice.
And 6 and a half hours after we met him, we came home. I don't think she managed to put him off me, let's put it like that! It really couldn't have gone any better...
girlie it's good to hear things are still going well with Smallfeet I know what you mean about the wanting your own space. I sometimes think it would be nice if my boyfriend lived closer than an hour's drive away, except that I wouldn't have time to see him any more often anyway, and would just feel like I ought to see him more. None of that is because I don't want to be around him, it's just that I have my own stuff to do, and like my own space in which to do it.
Have you told him you love him?