Big Brother

We got to pick up Isaiah's big brother (BB) for the first time in 2 months today.  We were in court that morning, and although I wouldn’t necessarily say that we won, we are able to resume our regular visitation schedule, which is the only important part of the outcome.

The pickup was non-eventful & annoying, as I expected.  I audio recorded it just in case anything happened.  BB ran up & hugged me & asked about Isaiah.  He said goodbye to his mom & stepdad.  I only looked his stepdad in the eye to ask him a question about BB’s basketball game & if they had his Nintendo DS.  I barely looked in her direction.  Does that make me a coward or smart enough to avoid confrontation? 

What was eventful?  When we arrived at the park where Marcus was waiting, it was dark & we saw him walking across the sidewalk.  As he approached, BB said, “Let me jump out to see my daddy!”  I rushed to help him out of the car.  He jumped out & ran to Marcus yelling, “Daddy!” the whole way & jumped into his arms.  Tears from me. 

Later we went to try & see Marcus’s nieces perform in a holiday dance.  It was late & outside like some sort of holiday festival.  I was pissed because I had on heels & I had to pee.  I only bitched a little.  We missed the performance. 

But when we arrived, the whole family was standing around in a group.  One by one they ran towards BB & hugged him.  His cousins.  His nana.  His papa.  Even more tears from me.  The holiday music was loud & the lights were bright.  It was a reunion scene from a movie.  I thought to record it halfway through.  Everyone was so happy that I forgot about my sore feet & my full bladder.

Marcus & I are elated, but it’s funny because we both are good at masking emotion.  Or perhaps we’re already trying to work our minds around the next set of battles we have to fight. 

We get to see this again.  BB isn't smiling because Isaiah keeps hitting him in the face.