His mom and I had been dating for a few months. Mom and Dad flew in for college graduation (mine and my younger brothers). It was Feb 1994. I picked up my GF and her kid and brought them to my condo to meet my parents. The Skid, then 1yo, had a raging cold and was a little snot ball. My dad had a raging cold and was miserable.

When I walked in the front door the kid walked in in front of me. He took a few steps in the door and stopped to give my mom and dad the hairy eyeball. The kid and my dad both coughed, sneezed and wiped their noses at the same time. Dad on a tissue and the kid on his blankie.

The kid immediately walked across the living room and crawled up in my dad's lap. They stayed like that for pretty much the rest of the day. We have a picture of the two sickeys sitting together.

And that is the story of when my dad and the Skid met.

Mom and dad pretty much accepted SS as there own from the first day they met. They have treated him just as they have treated my brother's three kids.

Interestingly the Skid has always listened much more attentively to my parents than he ever has his mom or I. Even now that he is 18. He will argue like crazy with his mom and I but if my dad or mom say something to him his answer is "Yes Sir", "Yes Ma'am" or "Okay Deepa, "Okay Deema". :?

Why can't he do the same for my wife and I?