It was bound to happen sooner or later.  I was hoping for the later.  When I felt more prepared.  Prepared with an answer that would satisfy the curious minds.

This morning when I dropped HJ off at daycare, one of the little boys asked Miss K, “Can I please ask her?  I need to know!!”

Miss K said, “We are starting to work on Father’s Day gifts, and I told the kids that we would make HJ’s for his papa, is that ok?”

That wasn’t so hard.  I could handle that question.  But then, the little boy said, “But won’t that make his dad sad?  Why can’t we just make 2?  What’s his dad’s name?”

Crap.

“HJ doesn’t have a dad, so you can just make one for his papa”  I said.  Hoping that would answer everything.  But of course, it didn’t.

“Does his dad not like him?”

I felt my heart crumble.  I must have looked completely flustered.  Luckily, the little boy followed up with “How could you not love HJ?”

I know in the coming years this question will get asked  a million times and I dread the day my sweet little one asks it himself.  Any advice on how to handle these questions without falling into a tearful mess?

4 Thoughts on “The Interrogation

  1. Melissa on May 6, 2011 at 1:42 pm said:

    I have decided you need to make a book about all of your experiences. You are a great writer and for those that don’t know you, you would still pull at their heart strings.

  2. Hi! What a hard subject. I try to answer kids’ questions either as simply as possible like, “Does his dad not like him?” “He doesn’t know him.” or really broadly to change the subject. I don’t know the story (new here) but would it help you to go down the path of “there are lots of different kinds of families, some have 1 mom, some have 2 dads and no moms,” etc? Those are just the things that popped into my head! Cringing for you though. Ugh.

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