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Sometimes I really wonder what goes on in Warren's mind. Yesterday, when I was cleaning up the living room I found a suspicious wrapper behind the couch. On further inspection I find the remains of an unusedtampon behind the couch, that someone had taken apart. Of course, knowing that while I may be strange, I am not THAT strange, I had a pretty good feeling that somebody had been snooping in his mother's closet and let curiosity get the best of him.
Not being mad, as I didn't want himn to think body functions are something to be ashamed of. (He has always been told the truth about those things, since he started asking questions. Santa Claus is okay, the stork is NOT). I was upset that he really thought I wouldn't notice or figure it out.
So instead of giving him a chance to lie, I asked him why he was snooping in my room, and why did he leave the tampon remains behind the couch. You would think I would get a straight answer. There are only two humans in the house, if I didn't do it, then obviously he did. But apparently the logic of a ten year old brain doesn't quite grasp this concept. He kept trying to tell me it wasn't him, "honest mom". Maybe it was one of my friends or maybe some one broke in while we were gone. (I am not missing anything. My neighbors may be strange at times, but none of them are THAT strange - that I am aware of). Of course he had the canary eating look of a guilty cat the whole time he was denying it. Instead of arguing I just played the, "I'm not mad, but pleas stay out of my stuff, and don't lie to me" card. While he insisted oh I'm not lying mom. Maybe it was one of my friends. Then the lightbulb clicked on.
"OKay, well if it was one of your friends, than I want to know who. I guess when they come over, I'll just have to show him the evidence and ask them if they did it."
The look on his face, said it all. Dire to the bone, fear of total humiliation. It took about 30 seconds of
"Mom, you wouldn't" and 30 seconds of "you want to bet" to get a
"Okay okay it was me. I found one on the floor and I wanted to see what was in it, please don't ask my friends" and the whole story. Followed by a discussion on female body functions, and what exactly he found.
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.