Your own ghost running away with the past
On Friday, my godchild decided that I am not to help them with their Hebrew or other homework any more because I am their "funny person" and they are not crossing that stream with anything stressful or serious.
selkie and I tried to explain the concept of having fun as well as real talk with the same person, but they were dogmatically having none of it—I admit it may not have helped our case that at one point I laughed hard enough that my iPad fell flat over and their mother called me a dick—so instead we futzed around with our respective Zoom interfaces until I could watch them play through some painterly, open-world version of Zelda on their Nintendo Switch, which was something of a trip since the last time I was around any kind of handheld Nintendo device it was about 1990 and a Game Boy, and they went to bed after shouting "STABBY HORSE!" as is their custom and their mother and I had a serious conversation because irony. And then it only took me about twenty-four hours to realize I was having a minor existential attack over the idea of being someone that my godchild in so many words considers a respite from the hell of remote learning and other rollover of 2020 into 2021. I'm not entirely sure why, since it's not news to me that they love me, but it feels like a slightly different grade of responsibility than just making a change from their parents. They really believe me to be part of their support structure. Last week they sent me a copy of Aaron Freeman and Sharon Rosenzweig's The Comic Torah (2010) because it was too much trouble to try to show me all their favorite pages over Zoom. I have been sending them books since before they were literate or even really verbal, but I think this may be the first time they have reciprocated. I take the gesture seriously. Practicing the v'ahavta with me, though, is still right out.
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It is to this girl you are referring, yes?
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Why - unless your godchild has Multiple Personality Disorder, which is no longer called that, see above - why on earth do you not simply say “she”? It is enough, surely, that you never give her name - why the jarring disconnect?
Friendly question, this. I'm obviously missing something here.
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No, that's my niece. I haven't seen my godchild in person since 2019. I might use neutral pronouns for an additional layer of privacy on the internet—I know more than one set of parents who do—but in this case I use them because my godchild chose them a couple of years ago and I don't disrespect that. Please don't either.
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Ne’er my intention in the ſlighteſt, rely on ’t! ’Tis merely an ill fit with the preſent Century.
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(That last bit made me smile, tho’.)
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STABBY
<3
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Canon.
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Your biceratops is a thing of beauty.
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I hadn't seen the Gender Stabby Horse!
(Would your child like a Sir Fabulous in whatever size they are currently outgrowing or would that be jumping the gun and/or embarrassing them with respect to the friendboy?)
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I mean, I am preparing to venture forth into the arctic wastes myself, but what?
Also, I think you can now definitely entirely wardrobe-swap as far as torso attire, which makes me think “adult medium unless yours is a small.”
I am still a small adult size unless it's one of those weird snug fits which this shirt is not. Yikes.
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... for some strange and baffling reason, they would like the shirt with the natty unicorn on purple. Can’t imagine.
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With witnesses, yet!
... for some strange and baffling reason, they would like the shirt with the natty unicorn on purple. Can’t imagine.
So noted.
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It was entirely possible that I would remain a geographically and affectionately distant figure who sent them books at irregular intervals! I much prefer the current state of affairs, but wow.
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*hugs*
They take you very seriously as their Safe Person and their Funny Person, and they are a terrible judge of relative leap height, but a sterling judge of character. (Sorry it got existential, though. That’s very 2020~1.)
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It was warranted in the heat of the moment. And slightly scandalized your child, which was probably good for them.
They take you very seriously as their Safe Person and their Funny Person, and they are a terrible judge of relative leap height, but a sterling judge of character.
I had acclimated myself to knowing I'd take a bullet for them, but I didn't expect them to have noticed!
. . . OH GOD BUY YOUR BRAIN THE NEXT ROUND IT NOTICED WITH THE SECOND SIDE QUEST.
(Sorry it got existential, though. That’s very 2020~1.)
If it helps, after I went to bed, I had what I think was an anti-anxiety dream.
*hugs*
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...I even managed to schlep it from the side quest to the novel, but you and my brain are right! Ginger beer for everybody. (The rake’s habits are a fair percentage Their Own [Fault] and the caffeine requirements actually mine, but the marshmallow center is yours. If you had an egregious fortune, a stunning wardrobe, and an Empire to thwart, you would still put yourself in the line of fire for my kid. Book worthy, not sorry!)
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Thank you! (We're embarking on adolescence. I'm sure I'll need it eventually.)
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It so is.
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It is.
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Congratulations on this precious friendship with a special person! It is a treasure for both of you. And thank you for mentioning this today, it's heartening to read something warming.
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That is a memory to cherish, and I am glad it's still a fact.
Congratulations on this precious friendship with a special person! It is a treasure for both of you. And thank you for mentioning this today, it's heartening to read something warming.
Thank you! It makes me very happy, and I am happy to be able to share.
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It's a huge thing, and so lovely. *^^*
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It's like having a cat come to you and curl up of its own accord.
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You're welcome.
*hugs*
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It was unexpected and I'm just very glad of it.
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*hugs*
Nine
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*hugs*
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Thank you! (Have I met your godchild(ren)?)
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Cool!
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Thank you!