Meeting the Parents

I’m sure many of you are wondering how meeting Boy Toy’s parents went. It went well. It was his folks, his sister, and a family who used to live in the neighborhood: two sons, the daughter-in-law, and the couple his parent’s age. Everyone was really nice and I behaved reasonably well.

Boy Toy’s mom cooked the crabs live. I did not hesitate to call her a badass. It was really impressive to watch her toss them into the pot. There was also fresh fruit with whipped cream, hamburgers, hotdogs, fancy cheese, and steamed spiced shrimp (a personal favorite). I got along quite well all the other ‘kids’ especially the D-I-L. She gave me her peanut butter pie recipe.

Boy Toy also showed me several childhood photos and looked through the baby book his mom got out for me. Holy crap was he a pretty baby. It wasn’t until around 4 or 5 he started to really look like him. From the pictures he saw when he met my mother, he says I always looked like me. He also dug out some old high school IDs so he could show me his most awkward school photo. He was a pretty cute kid for the most part. You can tell when he hit his awkward phase but that’s true of most of us.

The father of the family friend made sure to tell me Boy Toy is a good guy and I should take good care of him. The unmarried son said he’d known Boy Toy most of his life. I thought it was really sweet he had people close enough to him to say these sort of things. I don’t really have anyone to threaten his knee caps if he’s not nice.

I didn’t get to talk to his mom much and when I said that to her she said “You’ll be back.” Boy Toy told me his folks like me. He’s kind of quiet and shy whereas I’m more outgoing and talkative. Who needs an icebreaker when you have a girlfriend? She thought we were well suited which is an observation I’ve heard before. His folks seem like good people. If they wanted to do dinner sometime, I’d definitely be down.

Music: Galileo (Someone like You) by Josh Groban