Brandon misses Daddy

This morning, while getting ready for school, Brandon was having some trouble.  I woke up to him crying downstairs with my mom.  First off, he wasn’t dressed (it was jammie day at school, but he wasn’t in his “going out” jammies).  The normal routine is to get dressed first, then go down and have breakfast.  He was whining he wanted a banana, and I told him he couldn’t because they often serve bananas at school.  Since I can’t guarantee that he won’t continue to eat bananas all day long, I don’t give him any during weekdays.  I’ve told my mom this before to avoid conflict, but she didn’t want to tell Brandon no and threw me under the bus.  Whatever, I am used to being Brandon’s bad guy.  So he threw a fit, wanted me to go away, etc, etc.  Then I stopped him mid-cry, and said, “Brandon, do you miss Daddy?”  Then the real waterworks started!  I gave him a tight hug, and he just started sobbing.  I knew that the root of his behavioral problems was somehow tied to Dave being gone, because he doesn’t usually get set off so easily, and if he does, he is usually reasonable about it.  He cried it out a bit, then cleaned himself up to proceed with the rest of his day.  We went to go brush his teeth, change his clothes and went back to the usual routine.  This was Peyton’s first day back after a three-day hiatus, having recovered from her Hand Foot Mouth disease and pink-eye.  After dropping both kids off at their respective schools, I went to the gym (second Friday in a row, and gaining endurance with my running efforts!  I ran 2.5 miles today at a faster than I did when I was in high school.  And this is coming from someone who is NOT a runner).  My mom had gone to her own gym in the meantime.  We met back at the house and went to do use our friends and family discount.  We had lunch, and saw a police barricade being set up.  Then there were black SUV’s that drove up through the parking lot in front of us, as we ate outside in the warm sun.  I told my mom it was the secret service.  Suddenly, my mom said, “Look!”  It was our governor!  In the flesh.  I was so stunned and wanted to snap a photo with my phone, but was afraid of being tackled by some secret service.  I looked around at the other patrons, and no one else was taking pictures, so I thought I’d follow suit.  But then there was this one Considering the fact that these drugs are 100% natural, FDA approved and don’t require you to have doctor’s certificate to purchase viagra no prescription. 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Laurie’s mom and great aunt were there in the waiting area, and we chatted for awhile.  Then we went to pick up Brandon to take him back to my work for a blood pressure check.  His blood pressure has been somewhat high for a kid.  Normally, kid blood pressures are much lower than a normal adult’s would be.  Brandon’s is about what mine is, which is good for me, but bad for Brandon.  Two weeks ago, we rechecked it, and it was fine.  Today, however, was high again, but the recheck was better.  This still concerns me, given the prevalence of high blood pressure which afflicts both sides of our families.  Given the strong cardiac family history especially on Dave’s side, I am worried, especially since everyone loves to feed him junk (and he loves it so).  He was telling me the other day how they had a St Paddy’s party and how many chips and cookies he ate.  It makes me cringe.  I just keep telling myself that we just have to eat that much more healthfully at home.  I guess I’m ultra-sensitive about getting the kids to eat healthy given the nature of work I’m in.  Everyone else in my family seems to think I’m crazy and over-reacting; at least that’s what it seems as they aren’t as diligent about preparing “growing food” and minimizing the amount of salt, fat and sugar content of the foods.  It is prompting me to cook for the kids, especially Brandon, again.  He is the only one who motivates me to cook.  I asked him today if he wanted teriyaki chicken from last night (a bit salty), or fish that I was just going to squeeze lemon juice and garlic over.  When I asked him, he said, “I want the fish”  I was so excited to hear it.  Just like earlier in the week when he told my mom he didn’t like her alfredo sauce, and only wanted the (whole wheat) pasta, and ate it only after I washed off the “yucky” sauce.  So he ate his asparagus and fish without complaint.  He even wanted a second helping of the fish!  It is totally possible to cook healthful food that he will eat and enjoy.  I wish everyone else that cooks for him would get that.