JediBoy has an uncanny knack for making the world fall in line. He’s always the one to pick the most apt fortune cookie, the things he likes seem to roll over him in unending waves. Remember last week when he asked about slugs? Tonight, I think it rained slugs.
We had a trying day. The morning was filled with errands, each of which took twice as long as usual. Fortunately, we both stayed in good spirits long enough to make all the stops we needed. JediBoy was very helpful at the fabric store, picking out felt for some SpiritPlay stories. He enjoyed picking out party supplies and choosing a few snacks for the afternoon. After too long - and one of those creepy run-ins with the Crazy Mom (she’s honestly batty and we used to be in a playgroup together) - we headed over to P’s house.
As usual, our boys butted heads for most of the afternoon. B. said - “If you let someone walk all over you, you’re a doormat. And I’m no doormat. I won’t budge!” Naturally, JediBoy wouldn’t budge either! They both like to be in charge, give orders, change the rules to suit themselves, go first, do all the talking, lecture the other, make decisions, etc. We struggled through lunch, an indoor game with weaponry, the wading pool, water balloons, and baseball before JediBoy finally threw down his bat and said, “That’s it! We’re leaving.” B. talked him into staying, and we all went inside and they seemed happily content with the giant room o’Legos. Twenty minutes later, they had a disagreement, JediBoy tried to leave the room, and B. blocked him - somehow in the leaving and blocking, JediBoy fell into a bookcase. Big ouch.
It took some doing, several minutes with B. in a different part of the house, a cool washcloth and lots of sympathy, but JediBoy did calm down enough to chat happily with P, then B. and D. as they came in too. He even willingly and generously shared his bag of Flat Earth tomato chips. He wanted to stay and watch a movie, but it was time to go.
We came home just before being hit with a big rainstorm. We talked and played together, and at 5:15 I called the rec department to see if t-ball had been cancelled. Tonight was the last week, and they had a pizza party planned for the end of tonight’s game. The coordinator who answered the phone said she’d already paid for the pizza, so she was going to go and see what happened! About half the kids came (there are something like 14 teams) and played in about three different pick-up games for a while, until the rain returned. Then we all crowded into one pavillion to wait for the pizza. JediBoy did NOT like the cramming and loud noises. Eventually - pizza.
My back is still a little sore so I had the boys drop me off here before they went out for a few groceries. When they came home, the phone rang and PisecoDad answered it. It was our adoption agent.
Did your heart do a little leap too?
Mine did. It wasn’t any news at all. We’ve been in PGN for 4 1/2 weeks, and she was just checking in on us. We haven’t been KO’d, which is good, though most cases do get at least one kick-out for something. We have no news. She was just calling to be nice. But knowing she was calling - it made my heart leap, and then crash, and then tears.
There’s only one solution to that: I went outside to find JediBoy and hold him and hug him tight. He is so gentle and sweet with me when I need him to be. I felt better in just a few minutes.
It was as I set him down that I saw the slugs. Last week he’d asked about slugs, and we looked them up and talked about them for about an hour one night. So I showed him a slug I saw on the driveway. And another! And another!
Yes, I think it must have rained slugs, because in just one small area of our driveway / front walk, we saw more than SEVENTY slugs, and at least four different garden snails. What is up with that? Anyone an expert in slug behavior? It was crazy!
We had a very happy half hour counting them, gently touching them, talking to them, comparing colors and sizes and activity levels. Here they are.
Categories:
