Since N is still not finished with his art project (due Friday), I told him he was going to have to stay after school to get it finished. He agreed, and so B and I had some extra time together this afternoon. While he worked on his math and reading homework, I decided to get a jumpstart on dinner, so that by the time we went to pick N up, I'd just have to boil noodles for spaghetti.
Except, then I realized I didn't have any spaghetti noodles, so I improvised and used rotini instead. When I put dinner on the table, N was pumped, but B was determined not to like it. Twenty minutes (and three clean plates) later, everyone was stuffed, and in pretty high spirits.
That's about when N told me the girl who died of leukemia was in his art class. Apparently, it was her first year in public school, so she didn't really know a lot of people. She was in a wheelchair and was bald from the chemo, and N said he didn't really know a lot about her, just that she was the one who had died. That made me so sad, not only because I have a huge soft spot for pediatric cancer patients, but because nobody at that school got to know her, to have the opportunity to be friends with her.
I let the boys have some time on the xbox while I thought about how her parents must be hurting, and let me just say...this has been a rough week already. Then N told me he'd heard a boy had been hit by a car outside of another elementary school in our town. Seriously? I don't know if the boy is okay, but I hope so.
My heart is heavy and hurting tonight. I squeezed my boys super tight before bed tonight and my eyes filled up with tears. I'm glad N wasn't close to this girl who passed away, but I'm sad he didn't know her better.
Aubs
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