In fact, it will probably be easier to just go ahead and buy another laptop since last night before bed he was able to buy a new house. "Mom, Mom, I need your help. I finally got this house I've been wanting and I need your help on deciding where the master bedroom should be. And where should I put the bed? And..."
This explains why he was interrogating Charlie and me over the price we paid for this house a couple of nights ago. We never answer questions like that for fear our answers may one day be used against us in a court of law.
But seriously, the laptop withdrawals I've been experiencing are not pretty. I ate pickles last night out of boredom. I never eat pickles. But the jar said they only had 5 calories per pickle so I figured that was better than throwing down on that box of football-shaped Little Debbie brownies.
He was already on and signed in yesterday afternoon before I ever got in the door from the fourth grade field trip to the gem mine we took yesterday. We all hunted gems in the red mud, the kids fished for gems in the freezing creek, and we fought the insane amounts of swarming yellow jackets to get more than two bites out of our lunches.
In a genius move, I opened up my container of caramel dip. I do not recommend ever breaking out apple slices and caramel dip when you are being ambushed by yellow jackets. Me: 2 dips. Yellow jackets: 562. Fun times.
As far as I know though, no kids, miraculously, were stung. And neither was I. And we did find our share of pretty gems...
I went on that same field trip with Devin four years ago, when he was in the fourth grade and if my memory serves me correctly, that was the last one he ever allowed me to attend. At least Dracen doesn't seem to be embarrassed by the mere presence of me just yet but I know the day is coming. It is just a matter of time.
It is also just a matter of time before he bounces back in here and pleads his case for this laptop again since today is a teacher workday and he is home all.day.long.
Pass me the pickles...