While recently up north together sequestered hanging for several days, my children gave me an executive 360.
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little things
When I was a little girl my mom used to leave little presents on my bed for no reason. I would come home from school and she would say “There is a surprise on your bed” I would run up the stairs- taking two at a time – so excited to see the goodies.
This is a tradition that I so loved that I kept up with my own children. However over the last several years with work, separation, tight finances, often not knowing what a teenager wants and busy life, I forgot to continue this. A few times they said they missed this tradition.
Yesterday they came home to the cottage from summer camp. On their beds I left a few surprises. New flip flops (my insistence that summer is not over until October 1st), bathing suit cover ups that match a new one for me (yes, obnoxious) and some library books they have wanted to read.
I love these little things.
What surprises do they have for me?Crying,laundry, exhaustion and colds. Click here for my 10 truths on summer camps
somebody’s momma
No one is supposed to say this I guess about their own kid but my daughter came home from working at camp this summer for a few days during changeover- looking striking.
She has colour and is lean and muscular from 7 weeks of running all day as an AC. Her hair is wild and long. Her shorts, however, seem really tiny.
We went into town to get some fruit and fish for dinner. We were laughing and squeezing melons when I spotted a firefighter. Off duty. His shirt said “FIRE” so I am guessing. And then what appeared to be a surfer or something emerged from behind the bing cherries. Then a guy wearing a t shirt in the way GOD intended t shirts to be worn, who had just jumped off his bike, was seductively nibbling some samples of cheese and baguette. Always taste before you buy.
I wondered if it was a mirage from so many weeks of art camp with kids.
Having said that she has been at an all girls camp this summer.
Anyway, I am trying to get to my point.
Ummm. I was checking them out.
Ummm. They were checking out my teenager.
Ummm. She was checking out really nifty cutting boards made from thin cross sections of trees.
Life.
always better than the alternative, though.
wise little people are around me again thanks to great day job- click here for their cleverness