How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
1. I arose from an important female medical procedure to
find a text from you saying, “Science Bowl practice today! Come pick me up now” and I did, instead of
going home to rest as was my original plan.
2. While driving you home from Science Bowl practice, I told
you about my friend who has a cool job at the Science Center in which he
demonstrates hydrogen explosions.
3. I listened as you enthusiastically reminded me about the Hindenburg, and
tried to explain to me why sodium something-or-other explodes when put in
water.
4. I forbad you from
bring sodium something-or-other into the house.
5. This morning I
arose from my bed at 6:20 AM to take you to an activity you call “chem club lab”.
6. That’s enough ways
right now. I’m going back to bed.
4 comments:
Chem club lab sounds like torture. And the fact that he's willing to get up early to go to it? That's a special kid you got there.
Bob recently bought himself a new car and Andrew inherited his 2000 Corolla. I don't have to drive him anywhere anymore. Thanks goodness. Otherwise, I'd still be schlepping him to early morning band sectionals, bowling practice, praise band, jazz band, etc.
I find myself driving my science/aviation geek many miles to all sorts of odd activities: rocketry, plane rides, military refueling exercises, airshows, etc. It's worth it.
You? Rock.
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