This weekend Mythankfulboy had his first date – the kind where the date’s mom drives them to a movie and home immediately after. It was last-minute, and he was at his dad’s so I didn’t get to meet them, but B was quite tickled with the whole thing. The last thing I texted him before he left was, “Have fun and impress her mother”, and he responded, “Yes ma’am.” About an hour after he got back to his dad’s he texted me again asking if I’d come pick him up and take him to meet some of our friends for a slice of pizza, which turned, then, into ice cream as well. He was pinging off the walls, partly because we were being spontaneous and he was seeing friends he’s missed, but he was clearly already on a high. Adorable.
Baseball, on the other hand, seems to be deteriorating. It is raining now, and he sent me a text at work that the game was canceled and he was glad. Ugh. Of course, it means it was rescheduled on the only night this week he didn’t have a game…
It was late when we got home last night after swimming for a bit at a friend’s house. We did the chalice from opposite side of the bathroom door. I called, “What are you thankful for kiddo?” and he yelled, “Swimming and a good night. What about you?” I yelled back, “I’m thankful for time with friends”. He said, “Yeah”.
What I’m most thankful for, though, is that my boy called his momma to spend a little time with her after his first date (I’m sure the pizza was a guise). It made the whole thing a little easier on his momma’s heart.