I cooled off and took my position in front of the sink full of dishes even though I swear I just did them, while Carter called for help with his spelling over the running of the water.
"Is Buh-lawg-nah a verb?"
I asked him to spell that for me?
Oh, you mean baloney. That's a noun. To which Gray about cackled himself out of his chair.
A few more words in. "Does 'fungi' mean weird?"
I laughed, I felt better, and then I made chocolate chip cookies. Because that's how I do this mom thing. (They were break and bake cookies, just keeping it real.)
Later on I saw a message from my sweet friend Megan, a mom with kids all grown up and out of the house now. She sent me the link to this article: Bittersweet Song of September. Several strings of words struck right through me, but especially- on the inevitable growing up of our children- "Even when you win, you lose."
Yeah, something a lot like that.