My children are visiting my parents in North Carolina this week. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that I am struggling with adulthood. I don't know what it is about those small people being gone that makes me completely stop being a responsible human being but when they are not around I find things like dishes and cooking appropriate meals and doing my laundry to be simply impossible.
My son called me last night around 5pm to do his daily check in. The first thing he did was say, "Happy Anniversary mom!" and I could hear my dad in the background saying, "Happy Anniversary!"
It was sweet. I thanked them.
Then my son said,
"We're going to the movies. To celebrate our anniversary."
I laughed. "OUR anniversary?"
"It is our anniversary," he told me. "It's all of us. We all got married, remember?"
Jesus is smacking me around again, it seems.