Tonight I sat reading a writing book in blissful silence when suddenly sometime after 8:30, the doorbell rang, waking two of three sleeping people up— it was the Amazon delivery that had been marked as delivered several hours before that had never shown up. The sleepy humans came out, ate dinner, and then we sat around reading silly memes to each other for more than an hour until it was time to get Greg. Greg got into the car and said “I had a great time at the dance, but all my friends are going to Whataburger now, Mom. It’s tradition!” So me and my sleepy self sat at the mom table and watched my kid interact with his friends. (Boys move around way more than the girls) Met some nice moms I’d never met and saw some familiar faces, too.
Lisa Holcomb 