Monday, April 6, 2009
I stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few things. I was waiting in line behind a mother with a teenage girl and a little boy, maybe 7. They had quite a cart load of stuff and the little boy seemed incredulous. "Mommy," he asked, "Where did you get the money to buy all this stuff?" "My job," she answered. "Mommy?" the little boy said again. "What?" said mommy, unloading the cart. "Is the reason we don't tell daddy about your job so that he won't take your child support away?" And the mother and the teenage girl laughed as if this was the funniest thing they ever heard. Being a single parent is hard, but I thought it was very sad to train a small child to keep secrets. I thought it was even sadder for the teenage girl who is learning that this is how it's done.