So after all the agonizing, the stressing, the threats and the ugliness, Robbie made the decision himself not to come with us. He came this weekend to spend the night and did really well on Friday. He slept over with no problem, and things looked like maybe he'd grown up a little bit. Saturday night rolled around, and he wouldn't go to bed and insisted he go home. Jim (and Kristi, to her credit) explained to him that if he couldn't spend even two days here, then he wasn't going to make it for fourteen. He agreed, and told Jim he didn't care about vacation anymore, he just wanted to go home. So Jim called Kristi, told her what happened, and she agreed (FINALLY) that maybe he wasn't ready. So he extracted the agreement from her that Robbie wasn't going with us and she wouldn't try to conceal Ryan from us. I'm SO relieved! I'm a little annoyed that she had to go to such extremes to get her way, only to have Robbie decide in the end that he didn't want to go (which says to me he never really wanted to go in the first place, he just didn't want Ryan getting something he wasn't going to get). But i'm mostly relieved.
Jim still wants Robbie to come over on weekends though. At least during the day. If he doesn't come over, the same thing will probably happen next year. What i'd like to see happen is he learn to be here at night, and then maybe we take a day-trip some place, and then an overnight stay some place, then a weekend trip some place so that we can work him up to coming with us next year. Next year we're probably going to Arkansas for a week to see Jim's mother, and i know Robbie'd want to see her and it'd be sad for him to miss out on that.
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