Playing Hooky
I went home this weekend; north to Alpena. Not sure if that really feels like home, but if home is where my heart is, my heart is in my chest, and my chest was in Alpena, so I was home. (lame, ok, give me a break, it's 3:30am)
Edward got up Friday morning, like every other school day, did his morning thing (not sure what that is, Paul takes care of those duties) and as Paul was taking Edward's buddy Steven to school (he stayed with us for a week) He told Edward to come see me and left with Steven.
We went to breakfast. Edward hung a large spoon on his chin and ate well over a pound of bacon.
We went to St Vincent DePaul's and Edward got a red beret which he didn't take off for the rest of the weekend.
Salvation Army = 2 shirts and a sweater
Walmart = Legos
Mall = Book from Waldens, left ear piercing, soda and 15 minutes in a vibrating chair.
Lunch at Wendys
A Donut from Aunt Becky's office
The rest of the afternoon was spent putting together Legos and watching movies, playing video games and paling around.
Fun stuff.
I'm not the type of mom to do this. Yea, I've taken him out of school to go downstate, or on vacation, but never just to buddy around with me for the day. It was fun, but I still felt guilty.
My guilt be damned, the kid had fun with MOM. And some days, that's all that matters.
Edward got up Friday morning, like every other school day, did his morning thing (not sure what that is, Paul takes care of those duties) and as Paul was taking Edward's buddy Steven to school (he stayed with us for a week) He told Edward to come see me and left with Steven.
We went to breakfast. Edward hung a large spoon on his chin and ate well over a pound of bacon.
We went to St Vincent DePaul's and Edward got a red beret which he didn't take off for the rest of the weekend.
Salvation Army = 2 shirts and a sweater
Walmart = Legos
Mall = Book from Waldens, left ear piercing, soda and 15 minutes in a vibrating chair.
Lunch at Wendys
A Donut from Aunt Becky's office
The rest of the afternoon was spent putting together Legos and watching movies, playing video games and paling around.
Fun stuff.
I'm not the type of mom to do this. Yea, I've taken him out of school to go downstate, or on vacation, but never just to buddy around with me for the day. It was fun, but I still felt guilty.
My guilt be damned, the kid had fun with MOM. And some days, that's all that matters.
posted by Angela | 03:26
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