At the hospital ER yesterday, a kindly old man who befriended Miguel asked where his daddy was. My son, with all the innocence and honesty of a 5-year old, said that he doesn't have a daddy. He further went on to explain that his daddy left when he was still in my tummy, because Mama and his daddy had a fight.
That's the explanation he always gives whenever someone asks him where his "daddy" is, and I'm glad I told him the truth (however simplified it may be). He doesn't seem to feel any sadness about the matter, but I don't like the sympathetic looks I get from people when they learn about it.
Awww.... *hugs*
ReplyDeleteMiguel seems to be such a mature boy for his age. Goes to show his mom has been bringing him up well. Kudos to you Aya. =)
Thanks Clare! I can't help feeling a little wistful not because he doesn't have "his daddy", but because he doesn't have "a daddy". We're doing great otherwise. :)
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