From vacation to staycation: DadWagon celebrated the long holiday weekend by actually hanging around in New York.
Actually, Christopher had planned to stay away longer, but the “weather media extremists” forced him home early. But the rest of us were content. Theodore drank his daddy juice, Matt took his inner hipster for a spin around the block, and Nathan went to an actual cultural event so he could hear records from an old pro-war shlock jock.
It turns out, however, that the city is no cure for mood disorders. Because even with the sun shining warm and the shadows pleasantly lengthened, DadWagon still fretted. Nathan worried about his reputation in Canada, Matt heard people in his school worry about kidnappings, and Theodore braced himself for all the damage he and his ex-wife may be doing to their boy at home and at school.
It got worse. We don’t want to embarrass anyone, so let’s just say that collectively we nearly cried at a cartoon; warned about electroshocking your swish son; and worried about dead pedestrians, both real and virtual. Not to be overlooked: one of us seemed to worship Satan.
We clearly need the healing and restorative powers of the weekend. See you Monday.