weapons of massdistraction

While life has been pretty stellar for me lately, my poor boy has been having a rough week (which makes me feel guilty about having a better week myself). He’s contending with out of control seasonal allergies. And yet another loose tooth. And standardized testing. And now, this…from one of his teachers today:

I thought I would let you know that we put a pamphlet in Parker’s backpack today letting you know what they talked about in health. When they started to talk about hair growing in different areas as you get older, Parker announced that was enough and he went to the quiet area and pulled the curtain shut. So if it isn’t there let me know if you need another one.

Yep. Apparently my son would prefer to remain in Peter Pan mode forever. Sure, he will occasionally mention wanting to move into his own apartment some day or wanting to grow a beard or some other such milestone but really? I think he’s got some inkling that the transition between childhood and adulthood isn’t a fun one. Heck, he’s seen Diary of a Wimpy Kid. And as much as I may complain about my grown-up responsibilities I would happily take them tenfold…rather than having to relive the awkward hell of puberty.

Now for a different kind of Growing…the band. In an unexpected boon, I found out they are playing at the 7th Street Entry this Saturday. There are many many other shows that evening but this is one I won’t be missing. Speaking of missing out - last week obtained some Museum Adventure Passes that expire soon. These are to be used at the American Swedish Institute. We’ve driven by it before and the kid always asks “hey, what’s in that castle?” Tomorrow we find out.

Over the noon hour today I popped by Cake Eater Bakery, because it is THE place to be, and we Modern Radio Message Board members practically took the joint over. Didn’t get to stay too long but was happy to see many friendly faces, and get my cupcake on (today it was a mini vegan lavender one). And I’ll likely be back tomorrow morning, working remotely (using their sweet wifi) before I head to an appointment. Wherein I will plead my case in an attempt to get some scholarship funds to help cover a chunk of summer day camp for the kid. Keep your fingers crossed for us!