Boy Night

This hardly ever happens, but when it does I'm the happiest mom around. My youngest son called me when I was almost home from work, and I talked with him for about a half hour. He was going into the grocery store when my oldest son called. I told the youngest I'd catch up with him later (he doesn't like to take on the phone in the store anyway) and tried to get the oldest's call. It had already gone to voicemail, so I pushed the button to call him back -- just as a call was coming through from my middle son. I talked with him for a while; he had to go for band practice, so I called the oldest back. Altogether, I just spent two full hours talking to my sons. It was good to find out what was going on with them, and now it will be good to get a bite to eat and go to sleep. It's after 9:00 and I haven't had dinner yet. Pardon my brevity.