I got angry at my 10 year old today. Not that this was the first time, nor the last time, I’m sure.
We had been having such a great day too. Slept in, talked a bit while snuggling in bed. He even said he wanted to take a break from video games today! Well, this morning. Okay, maybe until after breakfast.
We packed a picnic lunch and went to the park, laid on a blanket, and stared at the sky. “This is really nice, Mom. We should do this more!” Music to my momma ears! There’s something in my eye…
After lunch, we carried on through the park, stopping at the swings, where he made a friend or two. Once he tired of that, we headed off with the phone, in search of some Pokemon, and the unavoidable “Raid Boss Battle”, which has somehow become our summer routine.
Only for one more day this week. He’s back to his father’s house tomorrow. And then it’s my time. …
