the way we weren't

bk took the kids tonight. he invited d and i to join them for dinner but we're scrambling to get all of d's stuff out of his place before he leaves for his business trip on thursday. for now bk will be taking the kids on mondays and every other saturday only because things are picking up for him at work. he's going to take them more when he can and says he plans to attend all of p's soccer games unless he has something conflicting. i printed her schedule and really hope he'll make an effort to show up.

d offered bk his brand new vacuum cleaner (strange peace offering eh?) since we don't need two here. bk readily accepted. (he's been using a floor sweeper that he 'borrowed' from me ages ago.) when he said he'd pick up the vacuum tomorrow, and inserted that he'd used the sweeper yesterday, i razzed him and said 'that's not enough! you have to vaccum every day.' (he always thought it was weird that i vacuumed twice a day so i was really razzing myself... ;) to which he responded 'we really don't have that much stuff...' 'namely kids!' it came out before i thought of it but i meant it in a joking way and he chuckled and said 'yeah, no kidding!' it was a nice friendly moment and i realized that this is where we are now. he's okay with me being the main parent and making the decisions. he wants to see them and can manage once or twice a week. i think i'm getting to the end of angry. this might just work for us, as long as i can accept that this is his role. d is the everyday daddy and bk, he does what he can. what he can do right now is take them a couple times a week, get soccer gear and attend her games. that has to be enough. i can't make him be something that he isn't.