It’s been a week.
The kind that makes me want to crawl under the covers of my bed and just disappear for a while. Nothing too traumatic, just the everyday stress and hustle of having five kids in a world of too many commitments and not enough time. But, here is Thursday – finally!!
Bridger (9 years old) must have called me five times between the time he got home from school and I got home two hours later. It was a very long day, filled with hundreds of effervescent teenagers, just bubbling over with… EVERYTHING. That in itself is exhausting on a normal day, but today was not exactly normal. Staples, blood, and chocolate bars filled my hours at school. (Don’t even ask. That is the subject for another post.) Anyway, I could tell that Bridger was excited about something.
He met me at the door, hands behind his back, smile across his face.
“I’ve got a surprise for you,” he smirked, practically dancing with excitement.
“What is it?” I asked, warily. (You never know with 9-year-old boys.)
With a flourish he produced a still-wrapped-in plastic cupcake from his lunch and a note.
It reads:
You are always the Fabulous cupcake. And you treat me fair so here’s a coupon for A very nice day
(In the box) Bridger’s coupon 1 free nice day
(Arrow) Cut out
To: Mom
From: Bridger
That is just amazing! Because that is exactly what I needed today: the promise of one very nice day ahead.
Thank you, son.
Postcards from Mosquitoville 