Who could resist this face? |
On Wednesday afternoon, Sport brought home a half-sheet of yellow paper. Yellow usually means PTA, so I try to covertly dispose of them before the kids get a chance to read them. Not that I have anything against PTA, in fact you know that we LOVE the Reflections program. It’s just that they usually want me to volunteer for something or participate in something and I would rather know what I’m getting into before the kids know about it.
Unfortunately, Sport was all over this one…the Mom and Son Social. If we could have put off going through the backpack papers for just one more day we could have missed this one. <sigh> I avoided the subject for the rest of the evening, hoping that by the time school was out on Thursday that he would have forgotten all about it. Not this time! The kids at school were all talking about it and what they were going to wear. Did I mention that this was a “cowboy” social? I spent my after school hours doing what I always do, chasing to the dance studio, making dinner, and helping with homework. At 6:20 Sport strode into the kitchen in his cowboy attire…a button-up shirt and his scout vest turned inside out. He even managed to scrounge up a cowboy hat. I didn’t have time to change even if I had cowboy attire, so we headed out the door, dropped Scout at the dance studio and stopped a few minutes later at the elementary school.
We even got two pictures! |
Even though the party was in full swing, I was more than ready to hit the road. Sport looked longingly at the ice cream line that had gotten much shorter. I glanced around. Big sister-moms were doing a line dance that I didn’t know. Their sons had huge adoring smiles on their faces. I needed one of those. “Go for it!” I agreed and nodded toward the ice cream table. Sport grinned a mile wide and rushed to the front of the line. When he returned a couple of minutes later, bowl in hand, he said, “I’m ready to go.” Really? I could have put him through the ice cream line a second time much sooner if only I had known. Better still, I could have picked up a half-gallon at the store and avoided the whole thing. But then I would have missed making a fool of myself with the Chicken Dance and I think I’m looking pretty good in my borrowed hat…what do you think?
How nice they do a Mom and Son social. I say that because there seem to be so many father son and father daughter events around, but very few mother son events. As the mother of only sons, it seems sad. Great pictures.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a fun memory!
ReplyDeleteYou're a lucky mom!! What a fun time!
ReplyDeleteAdorable pictures. What a good mom you are!
ReplyDeleteI bet this will be such a fun memory for Sport! :] I love that you usually intercept the papers in time though. Smart!! I will use that tip in the future!
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