After Mom and Dad split up, I'd sometimes have special sleepovers on the weekend with Dad. We'd rent a movie or two then get some groceries. He'd let me pick the snacks and even a fun box of cereal to eat the next morning. Il me gâtait. We'd hang out at night, and I'd get this big sofa bed to myself. Then I'd get to watch a bunch of cartoons while Dad slept in the next day on his waterbed.