Joel (10) has been at Nana and Papa's (my parents) for a few days now, no doubt making them wonder, once again, how I even have an ounce of energy or sanity left in my being.
When my mom said he could stay behind after we all went there for the fair last weekend, my response was, "Okay - I'll pick him up August 13th." Is that wrong?
Her gauge for when he will come home is, "when he gets bored." So she asked him yesterday if he was getting bored yet, and he replied, "No . . . I'll get bored when the ice cream runs out."