Heard kids walking on the sidewalk in front of the house. Peeked out just in enough time to see Belac's class returning from a picnic at the nearby park. "There's my house!!" I heard Belac call out. I ran out the door and waved. MOM!!! MOM!!! HI MOM!!! THERE'S MY MOM!!! he screamed with the biggest smiling face. Izzy called out "HI!!!!!" as did Crissi and the others. And off they kept walking.
Last night, I sat with Jake a while. I hope I have a good week, he told me, you know why. I sat quietly. Look, I said, we'll talk about it. That's what dad told me, he sighed. It's just that, he paused and wiped his eyes, everyone has one. All the kids text each other and I feel so left out.... he again wiped his eyes with his sheet over his face. I could feel his pain. What a hard year it's been for him.
More than once I wished Jake had a cell phone so I could text him to remind him of the things he needed to bring home from school. More than once, I wanted to pick him up from school in bad weather to spare him getting soaked or just wondered why he wasn't home yet. Another time I just wanted to be reassured that he got to Hebrew school safely.... We live in a walking district and so for practical reasons, a lot of kids have them. Don't think I'm ready for this can of worms, though. Hubby and I are going to have to talk about this one. But one thing is for sure. When the time comes, we are going to have to buy a freakin' amazing insurance plan.
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