DS is doing orientation at a new CC Centre - one hour a day for the next few days. An adult has to stay on the premises while it’s happening, and there’s a little room where you can sit for the duration. I took DS yesterday and sat there dutifully, answered a few questions from staff.
DH took him today, sat in the little room, and the Director came in to offer him a cup of tea. Then brought t in with a plate biscuits. Biscuits! Last time somebody brought me a cup of tea and biscuits I had actually just given birth to a human child with a large head.
Can’t help but interpret this small act of kindness in light of the patriarchal forces that lead us to consider the actions of men as being somehow heroic and deserving of praise and reward when women have been doing it thanklessly for millennia.