My Favorite Son

This was the first weekend with no more football on Sundays. You know, so as not to interfere with Nebraska Football on Saturdays, so they have the games on Sundays. Go to church at your own risk, but don't you mess with a Huskers Schedule. Doesn't everyone do that?

Instead of hustling to a game with dog in tow and all the water bottles, folding chairs,and snacks packed, I considered letting everyone sleep in and relax. But where's the fun in that? So, I insisted we go to church. Then I dragged them to the gym. We made it home in plenty of time to lounge around, still.

Then we went to Max's end of the year football party at that Pizza of Amazing Machines place. So, pizza, and video games and go karts later, we'd had a great weekend and then I went into Sergeant General mode with bedtime. With all that stalling and stuff, and sugar rush, it took a while and a lot of angst. I tried to stay patient and kind since I'd been to church and all. It turns out all that patient and kind stuff can pay off.

I went to kiss Max goodnight and as I walked out he said reeealll slowly, "Mom, I love you."

"I love you too, Max."

"Mom, you're the best woman I know." And before I could interject with some bold statement he said it first, "And you're the best woman I'll ever know."

Damn Right Kid. So, I kissed him goodnight and then ran to my computer to document this message for future reference. It's the best night ever.

That's how I roll.
Song of the Day: The Long Day is Over by Norah Jones