You know I love him...but......we're in the middle of a major remodel with plumbers, electricians, painters, tilers, granite fabricators, carpenters etc., etc., etc.
Ken is out of town for the week--smart man that he is. So far in the four weeks of chaos here, he has been gone three. I am sure that he will have the wisdom to love each and every decision I've made in his absence.
Anyway, at some time in the near past, Casey asked if he could have another sleep over and I, tending to forget that the future arrives, said spring break would be a good time.
I have been being reminded for many days of that negligent promise and tonight the future came. The good news being that this time we have only one friend as opposed to the three that came last time. I am becoming smarter the further I get into this grandparent parenting thing.
Tonight we have Kurt, one of Casey's best friends since kindergarten. They have grown up together and have always gotten along wonderfully well. I don't think there has ever been a harsh word between them. This is a one of those friendships that will travel with them for many years.
Tonight we went out for Mexican fast food--the staple diet here in SoCal and always a safe place to take boys for a night out. I had forgotten how silly ten year olds can be and that girls have no monopoly on giggling. I drive a little 1998 Saturn coupe--the kind you fold into and out of--and I am sure that other drivers were startled by the bouncing car moving down the street. The boys were laughing so hard that we were rocking from side to side and up and down. It's amazing I was able to keep us on the road. My sanity was seriously challenged. But, I admit I was enjoying them and their meaningless (to me) rapartee.
Now it is bed time-a meaningless concept tonight, I'm afraid. The boys are upstairs where they have made a tent out of the sleeping bags which are supposed to be used for sleeping. The portable DVD player is in there with them and they're watching a 4 hour and 40 minute Harry Potter movie.
This does not bode well for my sleeping. Particularly because I am certain that they won't like sleeping on the floor and will get me up to arrange the sleeping bags in proper form.
In the morning the workmen will be back and the boys will want breakfast--maybe we'll make a trip to Jack-in-the-Box for one of their healthy egg offerings.
And, I am home free from another sleep over until the next time I cave or forget I said "I'm too old--never again."
11 comments:
Funny - I've never equated Jack-in-the-Box with HEALTHY! It sounds as if Casey is having a great time on his spring break.
Hi Jane, I just loved reading this post! And the way you wrote it I can almost hear the boys giggling under their makeshift tent! :)
Thanks for the great read this morning. Made me smile!
Jerry--I think you are right--J-in-the B is not healthy and we didn't go.
Kathy--How nice to know that I helped your day start well. Thanks for enjoying it.
Hope that the sleepover went well, and that you are off the hook for a while!
Sheri
Sheri--it was quite OK. The boys were up until 2:55 and then played so hard the next day that KZ slept 11 1/2 hours last night.
jane, quite simply you are an awesome gramma. And you are that 24/7.
Diana, thanks!!!
Oh to be a kid again! It sounds like he had a great sleepover and you are definitely a great gramma :)
You are indeed a fabulous grandma, Jane! Sounds like the sleepover was a great success...
Ahh ... sleepovers ... just when you think they're done.... And Spring Break. American tradition that leaves me with little sleep.
Claudia, thanks for finding my blog--I see we have some friends in common. I need to spend time on your Italian Food Blog (of course) and the Kids and Theatre blog will take some perusing.
Yes, sleep overs--I remember them well.
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