Therefore, my weekdays tend to blur together. Imagine the above paragraph sans spaces and punctuation. That's my Monday morning through Friday afternoon.
There were a few highlights this week. Most involved my kid.
Fantastic Car Conversations
One morning car conversation involved my son asking me how he could know if a girl liked him. I enjoyed those ten minutes immensely. It was a wonderful little moment that will not likely repeat. You only get those kinds of questions for the first time once. For the record, these were the answers that I gave him to that question. He rejected each.
- You can never know if a girl truly likes you.
- Fine. Send a friend to one of her friends and to ask if she likes you.
Arts and Crafts: Boy Version
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| Picture says it all, I think. |
Eight daring teens joined the Hunger Games Book Club and we discussed Part I of The Hunger Games after school. It was a joy to hear these kids discuss books--not for a grade, not because they had to--but because they wanted to.
I had a moment during my reading time one night. I designed this T-Shirt on Customink.com. The back says my last name above a large number 12. Going to wear it to the next book club meeting if it arrives on time.
Surprising Awards
Sometimes I wonder, usually during training runs, what my boy will grow up to be. I was listening to the Nerdist podcast featuring the interview with Conan O'Brien, and I had an epiphany. O'Brien, in talking about the creation of his humor style, mentioned the dinner table as his first sort of place to experiment in making his father and brother laugh. I saw my son in that comment.
I'm not claiming that my son will be the next Conan O'Brien, but he definitely is the type of kid who purposely attempts to get a laugh out of people.
This means that he generally doesn't impress the teachers. His humor isn't always appreciated come multiplication time.
He's never been Student of the Month. He likes to remind us of this fact after every Awards assembly. Last month, he informed me that he has not earned Student of the Month 35 times.
Today was the Student of the Month assembly and my boy took home the award. The school failed to tell us, so my husband and I couldn't attend the assembly. I'm saddened by not being able to see his face once he heard his name called, but in the end, this is about him and not about me.
Today was the Student of the Month assembly and my boy took home the award. The school failed to tell us, so my husband and I couldn't attend the assembly. I'm saddened by not being able to see his face once he heard his name called, but in the end, this is about him and not about me.
Finally. He is Student of the Month. It is likely he'll never be again. His humor is getting more purposeful and blatant. I'm seeing more detention in his future. But today, he gets to feel like the school system is proud of him.
Applebee's for dinner. His choice. The large bucket of sangria helped me get through.
Mother-Son Drawing Time
The bargain books section of the local Barnes and Noble had a copy of Illustration School: Let's Draw Cute Animals. It sounded like a worthy plan. I bought the book and the kid and I sat down to learn to draw cute animals.
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| I like his platypus best. |
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| My version of a cute koala! Let's call her Sheila! |
I have no grown-up presentations this weekend that require professional clothing. That was the previous weekend and that will be next weekend. This weekend I have a long run and a date with a nap.
Divine.
The above story, until your kid got the award, is exactly why I loathe Student of the Month awards. Then when he gets it they don't tell you? Gah.
ReplyDeleteI adore your kid stories. What a great mom. And hey, try for a space in your week here or there :)