“What’re we doing again?” he presents this frequently asked question as I bring up pending plans for G’s birthday celebration down in Bloomington.  “We went over this!” I tease, waiting to repeat the information for a third or fourth time. “Ugh, just tell me!” Selective hearing is a trait he, his brother, and father all have in common. You could be sitting next to S with a cigarette lighter in hand, mention a gas leak, and get nothing – maybe that’s an exaggeration, but it’s humorous nonetheless.  The manifestation of quick, mischievous panic is the usual expression displayed when he tunes back into our conversations; sharing nothing but wide eyes and a smile. Softening to his plea, I administer a small dose of guilt with one of my very own frequently asked questions. “You didn’t hear anything I just said, did you?” And the beat goes on.

6 comments on “Huh?

  1. A Guy Without Boxers

    LOL! I can identify! A frequent source of missed communication in our home! Make eye contact! Otherwise, don’t waste the time or effort. Much love and many friendly, naked hugs, my friend. 🙂

  2. It’s not that we’re dumb witted, you have to remember that you’re vying for our attention against all the commotion in our head.

  3. You and “Mine” have something strong in common; besides being socially gifted and organized; you have spouses that trust you implicitly. It took me quite a while to realize what I was actually doing when I know that I’m asking my wife a question she has already elaborated twice. Then it hit me, I’m relying on her. I’ve carved out a space for her in my life and mind and completely trust her decisions when it comes to what we’re doing, when, and who with. That’s why I don’t commit to the details, because I know she’s got it. She is absolutely capable at it.

    If I were to be without her, I don’t know what my life would look like because I rely on her so much for such large portions of it now. My implicit trust is a sign of love and devotion; as is S’s I imagine.

    …or we’re just lazy and forgetful, but who want to live in that world?

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