No, if Monday taught me anything, it drive home with a sledgehammer that these days are fleeting and it's critical to pay attention to the important things and not all the flotsam and jetsam crap. So Wednesday was spent here, with my younger two plus friends and relations:
And Thursday was spent here, with my husband as well:
Today I had to work in my husband's office. Our car has been in the shop all week. When we picked it up last night, Terzo got in the car, spied a paper on the floor, and said, "Oh yeah! I forgot! I was supposed to go to the middle school to practice opening my locker with the combination this week. Can we do that? I don't know how to open a locker! I don't even know how to find my locker!"
This was the last day to do it.
Now, we all know that if it had been my first born, I would have already accomplished the task this week, all planned out in advance with a special lunch included. No way could I tell this kid it was impossible, because I was tied to the phone in his dad's office all day.
We shut the office down for an hour. It wasn't exactly a planned special event complete with lunch...
But at the end of it, he knew the location of his locker, the combination, and how to use it.