worst dad ever

 my son was very upset with me today, because i "ruined" his "holiday" by making him go outside and spend time with me.when he wasn't railing against his awful, abusive father, he was enjoying a great ride - it was his decision to head to the pump track, and to give the actual pump track a try.

he changed his mind once he got to the top of the ramp, but i told him it was fine if he tried it another day.

when we got home, i had a talk with him (and gd chimed in) about what being a good or bad parent means to me, and why i'll always do what i believe is right and in his best interests, whether he likes it or not. interestingly, and encouragingly, he seemed to hear where i was coming from and the rest of the evening went really smoothly.

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otherwise, it was *really* hot and humid today, and there were very few people about.

it was a pleasant saturday, mostly spent indoors. i'm almost done with the hebrew translation of the first lightfall book, gd and i played a few fun games of rat-a-tat cat, i made good progress in inscryption, and when i wasn't having fun i was arguing with ignorant strangers on the internet.

gd's making progress through the first harry potter audiobook and is really enjoying it, and mr smear and i are about halfway through prisoner of azkaban. it's been so long since i've read it (as opposed to watching the movie), and it's amazing.