New Year’s Report on the Barely Extended Family
January 3, 2009
As I mentioned, the Barely Extended Family called us to wish us a Happy New Year. They are scheduled to come visit us on the island next weekend, to make up for not making it out for Christmas Eve because of the mini-blizzard.
Mommy (Random Granddaughter’s birth mother and my daughter’s partner) has two brothers, one adopted. Both have had a lot of problems. One, who lives in the East, had a shotgun wedding, was almost burned to death in an accidental fire, and recently lost a house in the subprime crisis. The other showed signs of personality disorder and was homeless for a while. He eventually ended up in Oregon, married happily, got a job, and now he and his wife have a baby. Mommy and Mama and RG went to see this branch of the family (joined by Mommy’s Mom and Stepdad who flew out from Virginia).
Apparently, RG had a great time. First, sister-in-law’s mom was away for Christmas visiting and let Brother and Sis-in-Law use her house. House has a hot tub and a big bed. RG’s little cousin, Winnie, is two-and-a-half. RG and Winnie liked the hot tub and got to jump-up-and-down on the big bed.
I suspect RG is experiencing “sibling-envy.” Her best friend, Mia, a bit of a control-freak, has a little sister, and perhaps RG would like to have a little sister of her own to boss around. (She does try to boss around Sylvie the cat. As I’ve mentioned, Sylvie is an extrovert (rare among cats) and possesses a good nature of unsurpassed sweetness, but even so, she takes to being bossed around about as well any other cat does.
When we talked to the mommies by phone (the three of them using my daughter’s Blackberry as a speaker phone), RG participated in the “conference call” with assurance and confidence. Afterwards, my wife said, “She sounds very happy these days.”
We will see how she handles a visit and table manner, but she does indeed sound happy these days. I have a theory (which like many of my theories may be completely loony.)
RG has not had a miserable childhood, but in some ways she was unhappy, starting as an infant. I suspect she was unhappy because she wanted to control the world and have everybody do what she wanted them to do. Adults simply don’t do what children want them to do. As I wrote on one or two occasions, RG seemed to be constantly trying to “crack the code” of adult communication, to figure out the magic words that would get adults to do what she wanted them to do.
Random Granddaughter is very articulate now. She is very intelligent. Next year she turns five and starts kindergarten…somewhere.
2008 may have been our last year as free people. By sometimes in 2009 we may all be under the control of a precocious and brilliant child, perhaps in cahoots with her best friend and her family’s cat. We may still sound and act the same to casual observers (and readers of my blog), but we may be no more than puppets by that time.