Bring it on

In one hour and 42 minutes my kids are out of school for SUMMER.

That means Rico Suave and the Joker are now rising first graders. I cried so hard at graduation last night that Read asked me to "step out". Considering I didn't know a soul in the graduating class, I guess it was a little strange. My 10 year old is a rising fourth grader. Considering she came downstairs yesterday with pink hair "ready for school", I'm a little nervous about what age 10 has to offer. 
Most (prepared) parents say: BRING IT. Me, not so much. Just last weekend, I packed a gourmet (Trader Joe's) picnic for a day on the boat with my family. Read took the boys (or so I thought) to the boat. 
Read: I'm taking the boys.Me: OK, I'll meet you there with the girls.(Please explain how there is a communication breakdown here)I load up Graham, Teddy, the picnic and my mother-in-law into my mini to head to the boat and meet Read and crew. Note that in summer traffic, it's a good 20 minute drive. We arrive, load up and I look around (a little worried because we are ON. THE. WATER) and there is no Hutson in sight. Me: Where's Hutson?Read: I dunno.Me: How can you not know where our 6 year old is when we are on a dock?Read: He never came onto to the dock. He must still be in your car.Me. Huh?Read: Didn't you bring him?Me: *#%@Oh yeah. Please don't call DSS. Somehow, I miraculously made it home in 7 minutes. By the time I arrived, I was crying (the ugly cry). Me: Hutson??? Hutson?? Hutson are you OK? Are you here?Hutson: Hey mom. I'm watching Spongebob *more good parenting
Yeah. I'm ready for summer. BRING IT ON.-Hooper  

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Write by: AN - Friday, June 7, 2013