Anya and I played hooky today. We baked a cake. We snuggled and talked. We listened to The Unicorn (which was a regular Sunday-morning-after-church thing when I was a kid; this stands in contrast to our kids listening to the Clash in the car as toddlers). We watched The Princess Bride (which her brother always refuses to watch for Friday Family Movie).
In short, we did nothing extraordinary...and yet, it was an extraordinary day. We needed this, my girl and I. It was a long semester, and now I'm off to Quito on Sunday for a two-week stint in the archives. A slow, rainy day to hang out and do silly little things was just the right call.
Sadly, I can't have the same with Sam. He's off for a three-day class trip to NYC tomorrow, then all day Saturday he goes to the state-level science fair competition. I'm happy for him that he has both of these opportunities. I know that I need to get used to being away from him more, now that he is about to enter his high school years...but I'll miss him so much.
But maybe he and I can play hooky when I return. I think there may be Thai food in our future...
Do your soul a little good...play hooky sometime soon.