The Boy kept me up an hour past my bedtime last night, but there was absolutely no way I could let his pleas of “Mother! Would you like to read some literature with me?!” pass me by (in an English accent, no less, so it sounded more like “Mutha, would you l/eye/k to read sum lit-ra-cha
with me?”). He read his New York Times Best Seller book and I read Kurt Vonnegut. It was quite dandy.
Super icky getting up – I love sleep that much. Got Maggie up early (she’d mistakenly set her alarm clock for 5:57 PM, so it never sounded), drove her to school by 7(ish). Headed home quickly to shower then have Ethan at school by 8:07(ish) then back to Maggie’s school (Quickly! Quickly!! They close down the “café” by 8:20 and of course I am behind every single slow driver that there is) to support their croissant/ham & cheese breakfasts which they began last week. Having teens, all the dollar bills are long since used, so I brought out every single money-storage piece I have in my car to count out change.
Off to work where I was able to finish up prog notes from sessions and talk with a colleague about the new group which was beginning today, only…it didn’t. Next week, then, so I looked into better alternatives and headed off for my Friday. At home I noticed the frames were in and was so excited about being able to put them on 
the bus, but there were things to do…like pick up the boy…
…right now! And there he was, walking home from school, so I scooped him up, changed the plates with so.much.effort! Lizzie doesn’t necessarily cooperate easily. Picked up Mags to drop her off for her fabulous concert weekend of Weezer and Panic! at the Disco with her friends. We’ve been listening to a ton of 21 Pilots together (“House of Gold” has been going through my mind all week), too. Maybe I’ll take her in February.
Ethan and I headed to Folsom to pick up a mountain bike for him and we hung out together…ate some dinner, talked about all sorts of things, walked to Snooks Candy store – a family tradition since they were babies. Walked around old town Folsom, then he got his bike out to ride around a bit on this warm “Texas kinda night.” It is nice hanging out with my kids the way I have these last two weeks – last weekend Mags and I had such fun; today Ethan and I are doing the same. I lovedlovedloved my babies and my cute little ones, but wow…this is so cool. How fortunate I am to have deep insightful discussions with these human beings. There is little which is as meaningful to me.
Pictures: Wicked Tree knew good stuff was going to arrive in the mail today; Lizzie gets framed; Ethan cruising Old town Folsom.
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