Mar 16, 2005 08:52
In keeping with the "I'm a moron" theme, I never knew how much I've fucked up my own daughter (who incidentally, is staying with us for a few days - that's an interesting story). I went to wake her for school and she was in bed crying. But it was that sniffly trying not to be heard crying. She asked if I was mad at Joe (which sounded more like "unka" at the time). See, he slept on the couch last night to avoid any potential problems if Hunter came into my room in the middle of the night (which she didn't - but more on my sleepless night in a minute.). Before Kate and I split, there were many nights on the couch for me. So now Hunt's got it in her head that sleeping on the couch equates to trouble.
When I told tell her that we weren't fighting, she looked at me with the oddest little face and asked "so you still love him?" I told her that Joe was my best friend and yes, I still loved him. We got her ready for school and the had some breakfast. We'll talk more about that later.
With Joe on the couch, I didn't sleep for shit last night. At one point I got up to check on Hunt and she wasn't there. So I wandered around the house looking for her. I found her standing next to the couch, with her little hand on Joe's, watching him sleep. That's how she knew he was there. I scooped her up and took her back to bed.
But how could I have been so stupid not to see what my actions are doing to my daughter? Maybe I was wrong Joe. I'm sorta shitty at this dad thing.