My son, Dominic, is on spring break this week.
We never go anywhere or do anything during spring break. I decided that I would rather use my benefit time that I get at work and the money I would spend on a trip during the warmer months.
Yesterday, it snowed. Every other travel destination that we would enjoy would also likely be a miserable experience this week also. Snow and rain aren’t always my cup of tea and definitely not this time of year.
Instead, we treat this week like an extended weekend. Except, I still have to go to work and Dom still goes to grandma’s house. I get to sleep in past 6am and I find that to be delightful. Dom generally gets up around the same time but that’s ok.
Until my mommy guilt kicks in and I drag myself out of bed at 8am.
On the weekends, when Dom isn’t at his dad’s, we like to make a big breakfast. This usually consists of bacon, eggs, toast and pancakes. Sometimes we have little smokey links. I try to have a little bit of everything on hand because weekends when Dom is home are special to me.
Dom will often helps me make breakfast by making the toast. Then we sit at the kitchen table and enjoy our feast at a leisure pace rather that scarfing down a bowl of oatmeal and then sprinting to the car.
It never fails during a regular week. We never get up on time it seems but we always manage to make it across town and to school on time. Even in bad weather. W just seem to time it right, but it’s still a mad dash to get out the door.
This morning I made our bacon, eggs and toast. My teenager was acting like a teenager. He decided that he wanted to take his plate of toast and bacon up to his bedroom to resume doing whatever he was doing before we made breakfast.
I was fine with it. Sometimes, a morning free-for- all is okay. I decided to wrap myself in a blanket and curl up on the couch with my coffee and a book. I have been trying to read Anne Rule’s book about serial killer, Ted Bundy, titled “The Stranger Beside Me”.
I sipped my coffee and thought about how nice it was just to be still in the quiet. I don’t get to enjoy moments like this very often so I noted how nice that was. I even enjoyed the fact that my living room was clean for a change and I didn’t really have any chores to take care of.
Dom eventually made his way back down the stairs and curled up next to me on the couch. He noticed my coffee mug sitting on the table and took that opportunity to drink what was left. The whole time he kept giggling, looking at me and giving me a devilish grin. He knows that I am powerless against his sweetness.
When he finished drinking what was left he giggled and said “Mmm delicious” and giggled. He was quite proud of himself. I grabbed my phone and snapped a picture that he was more than happy to pose for.
I hope that everyone is having a great week!