….and we hardly ever wear shoes!
And, yes, on this day when the boy went swimming from morning until night, I DID hear the words “MOM!! LOOK!!” 1,682 times.
And not once did I scream, “I DON”T WANT TO LOOK ANYMORE!!”
But I really wanted to.
The husband and I are having a conversation. I am referring to something I remembered him saying in the last week.
The Husband: “I did not say that!”
The Wife: “Yes you did! You always do that! You say you didn’t say something I KNOW you said! Then I feel like I’m going crazy!”
The Husband: “Honey. I can’t remember what I said an hour ago. Why would I remember ANYTHING you said I said?”
The Wife: “And why am I JUST learning this after 14 years?!”
And then? We both just laughed.
When the boy got his summer haircut a couple of weeks ago, he wanted to call his dad as soon as we got in the car.
“Guess what, Dad! I just got my mohawk done! It’s awesome! A zero on the sides- completely bald! It’s so cool! I can’t wait ’til you see it tonight!!”
He was talking like we had just spent the day at Disneyland, rather than a half hour at the barber shop.
A nine dollar haircut had pretty much made this kid’s day.
I told the boy to give me the phone when he was done talking to his dad.
“Mom! You can’t talk on the phone! You’re DRIVING!”, said my boy, always the rule follower.
“Just give me the phone for a minute”, I said.
For just a minute, I broke the law to ask the husband this:
“Honey! How can our boy be living the good life and WE are struggling so very hard? How can that be?!”
And yet, it seems to be true.
He DOES live the good life, in spite of all that is happening in our lives.
Thank goodness for that. Really.