As Oliver got into The Husband's car this morning to go to school, he shouted,
Just wait until I get home later, Mom. There's going to be a holy mess. I'm setting up the armies, the Indians and the cowboys. There's going to be a war!
Henry climbed in the car and blew me a kiss. He had on skintight jeans with a hole in the knee and a tie-dyed polo shirt. He was reading a book as he got in.
The Husband helped Sophie into the car. She looked bewildered this morning, rushed into breakfast and dressed. She had slept most of the day, yesterday, probably going through what one of my blogger friends calls "restructuring."
They drove away and I went back inside.
Quiet.
Totally imagining the movie Night at the Museum...
ReplyDeletehee,hee! I love the promise given by your son. Sounds like one of mine.
ReplyDeleteOh, and silence. I think I've forgotten what that is.
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I hope you enjoyed a quiet day. XO
ReplyDelete"...there's gonna be a holy mess.."! I love it! *heehee!*
ReplyDeleteThat picture and your son's comments made me smile. When my #2 son was small - maybe 4 - he told us he wated "Cowboys on Skateboards" for Christmas. We had no idea what he was talking about at first. Of course it was these very toys!
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