<p>:: hands kmccrindle oatmeal chocolate chip cookies for kmccrindleson ::</p>
<p>It’s good that he can share this with you, and I’m sorry that he has it to share. </p>
<p>:: hands #theorymom soap for #theoryson ::</p>
<p>Mine also went into hygiene optional mode. I’m excusing him (mostly) because he was sick the entire week he was home. (Well, except for the tissues thing; I might not forgive him for that!)</p>
<p>My owlet was at his dad’s for the past few days, so I went over there last night with cake. The four of us (kid, dad, dad’s SO, and I) ate some cake, and then ate some more.
The rest of it, I packed into containers; left one there, packed the others for later.</p>
<p>Later in this case meant 2:30 AM, at which time my hatchling’s family and another Rocker family converged on the downtown DC Greyhound station, as we were told by ticket agents to arrive one hour before the 3:30 AM departure. Totally unnecessary, so now we know for next time. I handed out cake and cookies to our traveling students and the other kid’s parents (to get most of it out of my house, you know!), and we stood around and yakked – the parents did, anyway – until the kids boarded the bus. The students sat and ignored their parents as much as humanly possible. About 3:40 AM, they boarded the bus, and the bus left a bit later. </p>
<p>After that, I came home and slept, until late morning, and I’ve been slacking since I got up. Off to do things now…</p>
<p>Kids should have arrived back at school a while ago. I’m not worried because the other kid called his parents once he and my spawn made their bus change in NYC. There were other Rockers on the bus from NYC to school, so I’m sure things went okay. </p>
<p>Not that I wouldn’t appreciate an email from the kid or anything, saying “I’m here”…!</p>