So I ended up staying with my Frenchman and his kids Sunday, Monday and Tuesday. I didn’t get home till Tuesday evening.
All in all, it was incredibly easy. The kids are good kids. They were a bit quiet to start with but a few hours in, things were fine. By the end we were joking around and we were all completely at ease.
Stuff we did: we went to the Luxembourg gardens, watched movies, went shopping in the 13th, messed around with funny youtube videos, played a word game, lounged around and chatted.
It’s easy to be around kids I think when you’re not a parent and you’re not a discipliner. My role is basically to be their friend and on that level I’m good because I enjoy hanging out with kids. And these kids are no exception.
As for my Frenchman, he is frazzled when he has his kids. He’s a guy after all. And getting them up, dressed, fed, pulling them apart when they fight, finding things to occupy them, obviously leaves him at his wit’s end sometimes. I’d like to be the girlfriend who helps with all that. But it’s too soon right now. Because we’re in the tentative stages of let’s see how things go with the kids stage and right now the only thing that matters is accepting each other and hopefully liking each other.
I think mission accomplished.