I don’t care if February 29th only comes once every 4 years. Today was miserable.
Rain.
All.
Day.
Rain that required me to drive up the street to rescue my two oldest kids (and my eldest’s best friend) from drowning on their walk home from school.
We stopped at Evan’s buddy’s house first. Out he hopped and started up to his door.
And, I waited to make sure he got in safely (even though his mom and I had just spoken and both his mom and dad’s cars were parked out front…didn’t matter) and see his mom wave at the front door…as we mom’s do.
As we were waiting, Evan gave me the, “Come on, why don’t you just go?”
“Honey, I have to wait to watch him get in. That’s what you are supposed to do.”
To which he replied…
“Do you have a mom’s handbook or something because you have a lot of rules.”
