Little D knows he doesn't have a dad. There's no doubt about it. But when it comes to occasions the school organises especially for 'daddies', I wished that we could just be swallowed up into the earth that very instant.
It's heart-breaking and heart-wrenching... to see a boy of 6 whine and nag to attend the do. It clearly says: for fathers or male-carers. Oh, little 'un, please please please!
So, what do I do?
A. Attend the do dressed up as a man (Princess has a full-proof plan for this!),
B. Talk to the teacher about the situation, and ask if I could come instead,
C. Ask a male friend to bring Little D,
D. None of the above.
Let's go through all these rationally. Firstly, I couldn't possibly pull through A in my right mind! I thank my children for a well-thought plan for a disguise, but I think I've got to take a raincheck . Option B sounds pretty reasonable but I've done this too often (talking to the teacher and requesting for something - to be excused from an event or something similar); sometimes with a tear or two escaping. It's an embarrassing situation to be in, and I hate feeling hopeless or appear as if I'm seeking for sympathy or charity. Still, the situation I am in often calls for such measures to be taken. Hence, this time around, I just couldn't bring myself to again, ask for something I wasn't supposed to.
C was somehow not feasible, hence I opted for D.
And Little D did not take it easily. Since the Gruffalo was coming that evening, I tried to pacify Little D by persuading him that we too could have an evening with Gruffalo at home. In fact, Gruffalo was coming over to our place! I took out some coloured paper and pens, and immediately started my project with the teary-eyed. As I didn't have brown cloth in the house, we couldn't make a fancy puppet, but did some stick puppets of the characters in the story, complete with backdrops and all. Hoorah!! Initially I was the one who drew the pictures while Little D and Princess coloured. However, in the end, I found myself being the only person left doing e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g! Typical!
He's now a happy boy who has taken a great interest in books (very proud that he can now read)with Harry and the Dinosaurs in one corner, The Gruffalo in another corner, and some others in a different corner. I finally got my message across: "we don't have a daddy any longer, so there are some things we can't really take part in. BUT, it doesn't mean we can't improvise and do other things together!"
I am sure, however, that this is not the end. There will be more awkward episodes ahead. InsyaAllah, we will survive...