Thank God for Election Day.
My son had class but I didn't!! Instead I spent all morning at his school walking through the logistics for the Christmas Fair. Now that I'm in the last lap I feel much better. Everything is in place and it just might be really beautiful and fun.
I loved bumping into Ben so many times at school. Like most second grade boys, he's in the thick of gender segregation these days. Even so, Ben ran right up to me and kissed and hugged me every time we met.
I forgot that moms are the third gender.
Later on I had wonderful lunch with my husband. We ate at one of those bland Indian cafes filled with NYU students. But it didn't matter. For some reason I felt taken back to the early days of knowing him. How he managed to be oddly funny, eccentric and a complete gentleman at the same time.
How is it that my husband refuses to age? He looks EXACTLY the same as he did when he was 25. Tall, thick blond hair, not a wrinkle in sight. Everyone comments on it - it's not just me!
There's no justice for the third gender!
THIRD GENDER! I _love_ that.
Your posts often make me wistful for the long-gone boyhoods of my man boys... :)
That is so sweet he gives you the lovin' in front of everybody. Cool.
Lady, you look great, too. Where are the lines in your face?
So glad you feel so much better about the Christmas Fair! What a load off.
My husband is a babyface - I know people secretly think I'm robbing the cradle. Sigh.
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