so strange that i'm thinking mathematically since i despise math and all it is.
anyhoo---this morning the girl left for her 5th grade field trip. she was excited and ready to go. i was devastated but excited for her. i took her to school at the butt crack of dawn (7am) and waited around with her while the buses were loaded. i teetered on the edge of tears each time i looked at her, hugged her about 40 kabillion times (to the point where she was getting annoyed with me i think). there was my girl, my beautiful, blond haired, smart, freckle-faced, funny little baby ready for her first big school trip. she got on the bus and didn't even look back (yes, my heart broke a little). i stood there, tears in my eyes and watched it pull away. then i sobbed uncontrollably as i drove home to see the hubs off for his business trip and take the boy to school.
on the way back to school w/ the boy i said, hmm, well, it's just you and me now. kinda weird huh?
he said, yeah, but weird in a good way. half of the boys in our family are here and half of the girls.
yes, that's right. and half of the kids are here and half of the parents, i said. and half of the brown-eyed people and half of the hazel-eyed people.
wow, i just did math in fractions mom! so, what fun thing are we going to do tonight?
we could go to dinner, i said.
he threw out some suggestions and then said, but i'm open, anywhere you want to go is fine too.