Well, it only took about 5 years, but my son finally took a jab at me regarding the divorce yesterday. The conversation went something like this. (Quick back story: Two days earlier my son asked me if he could use $20 to buy the entire 6 book series of Star Wars.)
Kid: “Dad, how much longer do I have to read?”
Dad: “It’s only been 12 minutes. I’ll come get you when it’s been 30 minutes.” (Backstory: He has to read for 30 minutes everyday.)
8 minutes later
Kid: “Has it been 30 minutes yet?”
Dad: “No. I said I would come get you when your time is up.”
5 minutes later child enters stage left walking sheepishly.
Kid: “Can I stop now?”
Dad: “Son, why is it that you want to buy 6 new books when I have to force you to read.”
Kid: “That’s not true. I love to read.” (Back story: This is true to a large degree. He reads a lot at school and about 2-3 grade levels above his age, but we constantly go through this “how much longer” song and dance on the weekends.)
Dad: “Then why are you always running in here asking me how much longer you need to read. I don’t see why you want to go buy 6 more books when you’ve got books from a book fair two years ago that you haven’t read yet! You should finish the books you have. You’re going to go buy these Star Wars books and they are going to sit on your book shelf and collect dust!”
Kid: (visibily getting flustered with me.) “I can’t help it. I’m always reading more than one book. It’s because you got divorced. Now I have books at your house and books at Mom’s house. I’m always trying to keep track of reading more than one book.”
Dad (internally): Holy crap! Where did that come from. That’s the first time he’s ever thrown the divorce in my face. Okay, how to handle this? Calm down.
Dad: “Um. You have a backpack right?”
Kid: “Yes.”
Dad: “Here’s an idea (sarcastically). Why don’t you put a SINGLE book in the backpack and bring it back and forth to Mom and Dad’s house? Then you only have to read one. You’re backpack is basically made for books, right? Why don’t you use it?”
Kid walks away without saying anything, probably rolling his eyes.
10 minutes later.
Kid: “May I watch cartoons?”
Dad: “I don’t know. Is my divorce going to make it difficult for you to watch cartoons.” (And, no I’m not proud of this comment, but in fairness it was not said meanly but rather jokingly.)
So, there you have it. Not earth shattering, but it surprised the hell out of me. :)