It is done.
Summer school is over.
Him and I will not have the 'have you done your math today?' conversation again this month.
Oh, you have no idea how GOOD this feels.
The other mom in the parking lot knew how I felt. She wanted to talk about it for 40 minutes.
Forty potential reading and suntanning minutes.
I sucked it up and chatted. With my spf 15 covered face to the sun...
After she left, I settled into my lawn chair, put some spf3 sunscreen on my legs, and made a list of all the things I have to do before we leave for Mexico.
Then I prayed for the 47 kids listed in the front of my "Power of a Praying Parent Book". (I had to make my to do list first, otherwise I would never have been able to concentrate on praying.)
Then I pulled out my Bible and let it fall open. I read and pondered 2 Timothy 2:20 - 26
"If you keep yourself pure, you will be a utensil God can use for His purposes..."
"Run from anything that stimulates youthful lust..."
"Follow anything that makes you want to do right. Pursue faith and love and peace and enjoy the companionship of those who call on the Lord ..."
"Don't get involved in foolish, ignorant arguments that only start fights..."
"...be patient with difficult people..."
Having prayed and read the Bible, I picked up the second Harry Potter book and read guilt-free til Max came out of his test.
I sure hope he passed.
You can't imagine how much I'm hoping he passed.
Please God, please ...
It's 1:20 pm.
We're in Rosedale. (Which is on the other side of the world.)
"What're we doing now mom?" Max asked
"I think we should go to the lake and water the flowers." I suggest.
"Can I drive?"
So we make our way to Cultus, stopping for gas along the way.
"Is that used book store around here?" he wondered.
"Can we stop?"
MY HEART IS SINGING.
Math 10 is over.
It's a sunny day.
We're on our way to my happy place.
And he wants to stop at my other happy place - Nuggets.
THIS is summer at its best.
We eventually get to the lake. He chooses to read his new book inside. I choose to finish up HP2 outside, facing the sun, not the lake, so I don't see the the unfinished mess behind me. If I can't see it, it's not there.
I've got denial down pat.
"I think, in 6 months or so, once Drew has grown just a little bit more, we should do away with individual closets. Just have one," he says while wearing Drew's new hoody.
It was just the two of us home for dinner, which is happening alot this summer. He's not particularly hungry but I'm feeling pressure to prepare a sit-down meal regardless.
"What are you doing tonight, mom?" he asks.
"Maybe a movie. Maybe weeding. Maybe start in on Harry's third book...why?"
"Sam and I are going to the beach. Just wondered what your plans were."
He's kinda sweet that way. Just checking up on me.
Please God, please. Please could he have passed Math 10 today?
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. All the things listed above.
2. Fried potatoes.
3. The internet.