"Well, I guess it's just going to be a regular day today, huh?" He forced the corners of his mouth to stay put, but he couldn't keep his eyes from dancing.
It was the day M has been waiting for for weeks.
His first ever field trip.
The Art show at school.
And to top it off, a pool party/barbecue dinner with fabulous friends that evening. (Barbecuing may be the easiest dinner with friends we've ever had, sans additives.)
I see so much of myself in him, but not this. I do not love a busy schedule.
The frenzy of going-away parties, end-of-the-year events and activities, and the all the to-do list items that need to be completed and the people that have to be talked to to finish everything that needs to be done before school's out...
If I survive these next five days, I'm going to hermitize myself for at least a week!
Regular day? I'd love one!