Ha, that's a little misleading. Since I didn't fall asleep until almost 6 this morning, and was roused from my sleep a few hours later by a knock on the front door, signaling that N was home, I'd say it was anything but fun. I'm so grateful that he is 10 and fairly self-sufficient. He can pour milk for cereal, make a sandwich, entertain himself...whatever he needs to do, within reason, usually with minimal complaint.
I let him play Halo for a while, then sent him off to read the chapters that are due on Tuesday for his literary circle. I don't know what book it is off the top of my head, but he says it's really bizarre. "Mom, the story takes place in Canada, so I thought there would be a lot of hockey...but there isn't so this book kind of sucks. Where are the sports?"
I realize what he deems "bizarre" and what the book actually is, are probably two different things entirely, but hey. At least he's reading...without complaint. I'll take it.
He read half of his assignment, played a little, and then we looked at baseball gear online. He still really wants to catch, so he had his dad take him to look at gear yesterday, and has decided that I should go ahead and start purchasing the gear for him. He's so optimistic. I'm trying to hold out and see how the tryouts go first, but YOU try explaining that to a kid.
It's not easy.
Right around that time, I realized the office was about to close, and I had a package waiting...so I grabbed the first pair of pants I could find, and went over to the office. When I walked in, a couple was sitting at one of the leasing desks, talking to each other while the agent was pulling some forms. When I walked in, the couple stopped talking, the man said, "Damn" (audibly) under his breath, and in the same split second, his wife smacked him upside the head.
I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it. And as my laughter died down, I said, "Um, I just need my package..." and the leasing agent started rolling. I don't know why I still think it's funny, hours later, but I'm still cracking up.
I made a list of all the things I need to do this semester, as well as a list of all of the things I want to do. I already marked one of the "want to do" items off my list. Let's just say...any free time I have between now and mid-May will be brief and fleeting. There's so much to do, in life, with the boys, and especially with school. It's going to be a busy semester...and I'm still waiting for one of my books to get here.
I have a deadline on Friday, so it better hurry up! In other news, my friend Michelle posted a bad lip reading video of footage from "The Hunger Games" and N and I watched it the other day. Actually, I watched it, and was laughing so hard, I was crying. N said whatever I was watching couldn't be that funny, so I had him watch it, too.
I've never heard him laugh that hard...and yesterday, before his basketball game, I said something to him that he didn't like, so he repeated one of the bad lip reading lines, and we both laughed so hard we couldn't breathe.
Our time where it's just the two of us is so precious. I know he won't always want to be around me; he kind of goes back and forth on it now, but he was sad when I told him B would be back on Tuesday. It was a short visit with his dad...which means a short recovery week for N.
One day, they're going to love each other and be best friends...right?
Aubs
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