"Oh my God. I hate these sheets. I really need a Mom right now, Mom."
(I managed the fitted sheet. I cannot guard him in basketball anymore, or play fortnite, but I can manage the annoying sheet.)
I drove this cute boy to basketball camp today. On the way there, he asked me 'If we are headed North, is East to the right?'
I told him yes, and was silently happy he knew that because somehow my older kids have missed most geography thus far, despite being teenagers already.
Then he asked me if, now that we were turning right, was East STILL this way? And then I wasn't all that happy or silent anymore, and I tried to give a brief compass lesson. I guess I need to spend some time on that.
About a month ago, Leah told him she wanted to go to Italy. First he told her that was a terrible idea because wasn't Italy incredibly dangerous? And when we laughed a little bit, he thought maybe he was wrong about the dangerous part, but that maybe Italy was where people wear kilts.
sigh
I'm telling you, this kid is really smart and capable. But apparently, not super geographically knowledgeable.
My Dad drove from Downeast Maine to hang out for the camp move in aspect, endure me taking a selfie of three generations that Con didn't want taken, and then to go to lunch with me. He still pays, even though I'm in my forties.
I'll miss that kid a lot for 4 nights.
Maybe I'll buy him a map for a welcome home present.