Monday, February 16, 2009

Full House

I honestly don't mind when Bekka and Cody's friends come to play. It keeps them busy and I can do things I never get to do normally, like read a magazine or sit on the couch. But Bekka has one friend, Lilly, who is just the saddest little thing I've ever seen. She is a victim of a resentful mom who is not skilled enough hide her hatred while still outwardly pretending everything is ok. It's a tough skill to master and not all of us have the complex personality needed handle such day to day dichotomies. Bekka is yelled at, spanked, grabbed by her pony tail, and God knows what else in the privacy of their home. I've seen her mom say to her "Stop yelling or mommy's going to pop you in the mouth" with such a saccharine, sarcastic delivery it gave me chills. So of course, because Lilly is so repressed at her home, she is free to do whatever she wants at ours. When her mother picks her up (always late), I feel bad for Lilly. I mean, being a mom is not for everyone, certainly not me and definitely not Lilly's mom. But when I'm watching Lilly having fun at my house, there is some satisfaction, I guess you could say it resembles what I think is motherly pride, that at the very least, Bekka won't be shooting me in the face with a 12 gauge shotgun on her 16th birthday. Lilly's mom I think, won't be that lucky.

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