my weekend was a bit of a bummer and i woke up early this morning feeling a little out of sorts. i forced myself to the gym and was contemplating asking my Gram for a raincheck and spending the day on the couch. but i knew nothing good would come of it and so i got on the bus to New Jersey.
my visit with her was, as always, comforting and entertaining. and today there was a bonus: my Aunt Val stopped by with the boys toward the end of the afternoon. i gave Scotty his birthday present and got to hang out with him and Henry for a bit, which always does my spirits good.
the best part? i was squished in the backseat with both Scott and Henry (per Scotty's request) as Aunt Val drove me to the bus stop. when we pulled into the parking lot Scotty said, with a sigh, "it always gets quiet when you leave the kids."
"what?" i said.
"it always gets quiet when you leave the kids," he repeated. i must have had a puzzled look on my face because he went on, slightly exasperated: "we get sad because we want you to stay."
oh yeah—my heart did the Grinch thing and quadrupled in size.
of course, three minutes later Scotty stood up in the minivan, bent over and—in his words—"really ripped a good one" in my face.
ahh, boys.
but it worked. when i got off the bus at Port Authority a while later, i felt 110 percent better.
love my family. even the ones who fart in my face.
mbm
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