March 20, 2013
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My Boy
This morning, I got an early call looking for a last minute chaperone for our son’s field trip. It was going to be a beautiful day for a park outing, so I decided to drop everything and go.
The bus was noisy, and some of the kids were hard to keep tabs on. I was constantly counting and re-counting. 3 girls behind me, 2 boys in front of me, and one boy somewhere in the far distance hopefully near the teacher!
I’m glad I went. His grade has such nice kids in it, and I know them much better than our daughter’s year, for some reason.
When I showed up at school unexpectedly, our son gave me a big hug. When we were walking through the park, he picked up two flowers and gave them to me. At lunch, he saved me half of his dessert. And then when it was time to leave, he asked if he could sit with me on the bus.
Third grade, and he still likes having me around.
Aw, shucks. I love that kid.
Comments (4)
Enjoy the attention! It does change but hopfully not for a few years… it was middle school when mind decided It was uncool to have anything to do with me. Now as 20 somethings they like me again!
Sweet story. Hope that’s how our boy is with us for a very long time!
This post was from a month ago. It looks like your blog might be moribund too! A storm is coming. Not a metaphorical one, a real one. I should bring my bike inside.
@ordinarybutloud – Yeah, as I wrote in Mad’s last blog, there’s not a lot of life in any of these ol’ blogs. But the owners of them are all so cool, so I hope we can keep them on life support, at least.