Week 11. It’s Christmastime in the City – No Wait, Thanksgiving is Next Week!
Wednesday. It is Parents Week at soccer this week and as Sailor takes two classes a week I already know that I will be hot and tired when I am done playing with the little tikes. So today I opt for more appropriate clothing and suit up in a two-piece terry cloth outfit from the GAP (which I feel compelled to mention, lest I sound like I am wearing something better suited for a two-year-old). The outfit is brown and I have a bright pink t-shirt under the jacket. At breakfast Sailor approaches and surveys and offers me a very generous, “Mama, you look like a monkey.”
I need to go change my outfit.
On the way out to take Mac to school I ask the boys if they have to use the bathroom. “No!” cries Sailor, “I went potty at school.”
“That was yesterday,” I remind him.
Nearly a week has passed since our favorite French family cancelled their after school play with us because the French children inexplicably did not want to play with my children. Unreasonably, I am sure, I continue to be despondent over this. First that the French children flat-out stated that they don’t want to play with my children. And second, that their mother told me so. It’s devastating. Or maybe just disappointing.
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