Breezy Meadows

Someone please explain to me why I can have a serious conversation with my (month shy of) 10 year old son about mental health and he takes it seriously, genuinely trying to understand and contribute to the conversation but when I try to talk to my 41 year old husband about it, either the lights are on and no one’s home or he gets annoyed/angry. 🤦🏻‍♀️

11:30pm. Husband wakes up. Comes out to the living room where I am peacefully enjoying my shows. “Did he (our almost 10yo son) leave his Switch out here? I swear I keep hearing button clicking. Keeps waking me up.” We check the dock, Switch is not in it. We sneak back to his bedroom and before he has time to fake it, I catch him scrambling to hide something under his blanket and pretend to be asleep. Boy, you are not a back sleeper, I know you’re faking. “Don’t play with me. Hand it over.” He slowly hands the game over and we tell him to go to sleep and he’s grounded from the Switch. I check the thing. He was watching YouTube videos with the screen brightness all the way down and volume barely up. Little shit.