Desperate times call for desperate measures …
I bought a Frisbee and insisted Maj walk to one of the fields at the neighboring high school and play with me. She was, I assured her, not going home until there had been some fun … damn it.
She was dubious. “Mother, you know very …Bite down …
Kallan got back from cheer camp this past Monday. Maj left for her cross-country camp the day before that, which means the grand total of nights this summer on which Mark and I have had zero children home equals one. Life is cruel.
So, because Mark heads off to work every weekday, Kallan …Cheese stands alone
Mark and I are headed out to see Kansas (the band, not the state; the state is super flat and boring). Kansas the band is playing at the Clark County Fair; Mark and I have reached the age at which many of the bands of our youth are free with fair admission. We …Hitting the wall
Kallan dances ahead of me in the rain. “When I grow up, I’m moving somewhere warm and sunny.”
“When I grow up, I am staying right here.”
She laughs. “You’ll visit me, though.”
“Eh. I don’t even like traveling now. I’ll be older then, and crabbier. You’ll have to visit me.”
“Mom, what …What if I need you?