Fight Logic

About a month ago when Granny was in town, things got pretty messy one night between me and TCF. Like most couples, we occasionally fight, but we try not to raise our voices on account on the boy.

Well we did. And out of his bedroom he came. "What the hell's going on out here?"

"Oh nothing honey. Go back to bed..."   When I checked on him when things calmed down a bit,  he was asleep so I woke him up. "Are you asleep?"

Sort of.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Are you upset?

No.

Are you scared?

No. But what the hell happened anyway?

Nothing honey. Everything's okay. We just got too loud...sorry about that. But everything is okay. Okay? Now go nightnight.


Of course the next day we had to process, explain that sometimes even adults who love each other very much get angry at each other and raise their voices and say hurtful things. It's not right and you shouldn't have heard all that and it won't happen again--not like that anyway.

"Well, what happened exactly anyway?"

Well... nothing you have to worry about. Sometimes adults just loose their cool and yell. We're very sorry.

Later TCF sat him down and apologized for all the yelling, had the same talk as we'd had earlier. And he had the same retort: "What happened anyway?"

"Well," TCF confessed, "I just got really mad at your mom."

"Oh," he said. "I thought you were yelling at Granny."