Today was my afternoon off to pick up my son from school. It was a beautiful day, with temps near 50F and a bright, warm sun. When I picked him up and asked him how he wanted to spend the afternoon, I had a brief fantasy.
“Momma, I’d like to find a coffee shop with a patio and enjoy a hot chocolate while I tell you about my day.”
Instead, we took turns kicking down the snowman in the backyard and walked to 7-11 for a slurpee.
After we picked up his sister from pre-school, he suggested we all jump on the bathroom scale together to see how much we weigh collectively. Getting on a scale with two children with Asian genes was not my idea of fun. But I did it. For the children.