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« Moment of Silence | Main | Peace + quiet »
Wednesday
Jul232008

Sweet escape

With both daughters at sleep-over girls' camp this week and Greg ensconced in work projects, that left Sam and me at home this week. Which I was really looking forward to: quality time with my son, one on one. We could go to museums! Hikes! Make bird houses! Catch up on all the scouting requirements! I started whistling the Andy Griffiths show theme song just thinking about it.

But then I started noticing that we were having a lot of conversations like this:

Me: hey! We have a free afternoon. Do you want to go on a bike ride?
Sam: (after long pause) ...with you?
Me: yeah...I have a bike, you have a bike...we can ride them together.
Sam: Um (considering) no, thanks.

(Not having gotten the full hint yet)
Me: What about a movie?
Sam: Just you and me?
Me: (beginning to get the hint) Well, yes.
Sam: No, thank you. (One thing you've got to say about Sam, he rejects you with his best manners. And deep down I know I'm one of his very favorite people in the world. Just not one he necessarily wants to be seen alone in public with.)

Not to worry; I brainstormed a great Plan B. Thanks to a great last minute deal, we've headed to St. Louis for a few days to stay with some of our favorite people. It's a win-win. For Sam: terrific boys to play with (and the requisite distance from me, I suppose). For me: a good friend to talk/laugh/steal ideas from/watch movies with (and, truthfully, I've been just looking for an excuse for a Christie fix).

^
in the Chicago airport this morning on a layover.
Hmm.
Apparently being seen with your mom
at an
airport
is completely fine.

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Reader Comments (7)

So fun, enjoy! They go through the distant phase and then they like you again, but they still think you're weird. I'm ok with it.

07.23.2008 | Unregistered Commenterdiane

i think i will die when my kids hit that phase. or maybe i'll just go see christie too. now you two are people i could spend lots of time with... doesn't matter what excuse i need to get there. :O)

07.24.2008 | Unregistered Commenterandrea

Yes, Andrea, get on the next flight out. We'll be waiting.

I am so happy to have you here! It makes me happy to wake up in the morning knowing you're in my house. I know that sounds weird, but I don't care! YAY!

07.24.2008 | Unregistered CommenterChristie

Have a fabulous time! Trying not to be too jealous.

07.24.2008 | Unregistered CommenterBridget

Lucky!!! Have fun, I am sure Sam thinks you are the best mom for this. Great thinking!

07.25.2008 | Unregistered CommenterHazen5

How fun to go and see Christie.

I am hitting qite high on the embarrassing mom stakes myself.

07.26.2008 | Unregistered CommenterEmy5

that is so classic. luckily, my boys are still fighting over who gets to sit next to me whenever we go anywhere.

i'm SO jealous you were HOME ALONE!!! That is my dream.

07.27.2008 | Unregistered Commenterqueenieweenie

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