Meeting the Parents

The past week has been a bit of a blur for me.  So many things have happened, so little processing have been done and yet the brain feels too slow to register all the things that have happened:

The most prominent thing that happened was that I met my boyfriend’s parents!

 We drove to Klerksdorp on Saturday afternoon, arrived there at around 19:00, surprisingly enough I wasn’t too nervous, just extremely formal.  I shook the Oom and Tannie’s hands and later asked Kobus whether I should have “soengroet” them.  His reply was, “no that was fine but you will have to kiss them goodbye though.”  

Dinner was served in the kitchen.  Kobus was very quiet, to the point where he had me nervous for a moment.  His explanation was that he was reading the atmosphere!  Thankfully Logan warmed up to the new environment quite quickly.  He also ate his supper and said thank you very politely!  I was impressed with my little boy, that was of course until he had a bit of a toilet emergency and stood on their white couches IN THE FORMAL LOUNGE!  I appreciated that Kobus was keenly aware of how I felt.  I gave him “the look” when Logan did the odd thing out-of-place and he saved the day for me.  

Sunday morning was another event that had me a little nervous.  Kobus’s dad is a preacher in a church where the men wear suits and the ladies wear hats dresses and heals and no shoulders are allowed to show and and and.  It is also a church were people are frowned upon if their kids make a noise or don’t sit still.  Once again, I survived, Kobus survived and the boys came out of it alive (i.e. they were manageable).   The afternoon consisted of photographs of Kobus as a child, playing cricket with the boys, having a braai. 

Sunday evening two little boys were on Kobus’s parents bed, rolling around watching…  DJ Ossewa!  DJ Ossewa is a four-man band consisting of (according to some) highly intelligent Afrikaans Dutchmen, acting like common Dutchmen, while many more Dutchmen find them funny!  It’s the type of thing I have been trying to keep Logan away from.  The type of thing he has now fallen in love with.  Kobus’s mom mentioned that when you watch it, it tends to grow on you!  We will have to see about that :)

In the mornings WD had his place set out at the table.  In the mornings Logan had a similar place set out.  Kobus’s mom baked chocolate muffins with the boys!  His dad gave Logan a copy of DJ Ossewa, because WD has one.  They were treated as equals!  WD was happy to share his grandparents with Logan.  Logan was completely comfortable.  

As we drove home on Monday afternoon, I felt calm.  I didn’t feel like I know them, but I felt calm knowing I would get to know them.  I still don’t really know how much they know of me, they have asked me a couple of questions.  I have the feeling they can see how Kobus and I interact, I have a feeling they are willing to accept me for who I am, because we make each other happy.


7 thoughts on “Meeting the Parents

  1. Lovely blog. I followed you from cat’s blog. I love your blog and I will copy the 99 things and do it in my blog.

    Great that you had a good time with his family.


  2. Shoowee… nerve-wracking! Thankfully for me, when I met my Glugster’s parents it was only for a few hours one afternoon, and the knucklehead was at home. We chatted and shared information and stories and such so they could be informed about Damien before they met him.
    I was terrified! And being English I had to keep reminding myself of the Afrikaans formalities!

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