The Man of the House...Introducing Logan!

For the first time since my marriage ended, there is a man in the house. If you've been a faithful reader, you know then that Logan has been growing, expanding, and maturing. Well, the other day when I was a slave to the computer (work!), he decided to put together my new exercise machine,the Gazelle. I thought he could do it alone but was expecting a few cuss words or grunts or even a "Mommmm! Come help me." None of that happened. After a short hour away from me with one trip to the bathroom, it was done.

I went down to the basement and there in the middle of the room was the Gazelle in its full glory. I was beaming and he looked proud. Gently, I stood on it and was happy to feel secure enough to start gliding. With a few minor tightening of bolts, I was ready to go. Of course, being the "fluffy" person I am (Logan's term), it was a short glide and back to the computer.

Once again, Logan impresses me with how capable he is. I often say that my role as a parent is to develop a capable young person. Now, I can't take credit for terming that phrase. That goes to Dr. Stephen Glenn who has developed an entire series of parental help in his series of DCYP books. Seeing Logan grow into this reliable young man, reminds me that a product of divorce does not have to be a negative result. Let me delve further into this...

A couple of summers ago, Michele had come by to pick up Logan to spend the afternoon at her house while I was at work. She was so impressed when she came to the door and he told her to wait a minute while he locks up the dog. He proceeded to yell up to Papa that Michele was here and he was going. Made sure dog was in from the backyard. Shut all room doors so our furry-garbage eater wouldn't go into all the rooms and eat from the tin snack buckets that we lay around (trash cans.) Grabbed his swim bag and locked the door behind him. Back then, he showed responsibility. Over the years, it's progressed to becoming the man of the house.

How lucky I am!