Warm Spell

(Yes, 1-0-8)

I hate summer.  I just had to say it once this year!

It's not a good idea to leave a sealed can of soda in your car when you park at the airport for a couple of days:

 

Moving on:

Yesterday, at a swimming pool barbecue, Carl-the-semi-vegetarian decided he liked hamburgers: "Mom, I want one of those meat things with two covers (bun) and ketchup, okay?"  And he ate two enormous burgers and cadged another to take home for lunch today.  I was worried he'd barf, but he didn't, and he ate strawberries and a cookie along with it all.  This morning, Carl had two giant bagel-store bagels with cream cheese for breakfast.  I had to force myself to refrain from giving him the whole lecture on bread exchanges and bad carbs.   He's not even five yet...I hope it's just a growth spurt.  So far for lunch, he's had two small peaches and one bite of the above burger, so perhaps he was just doing a major refueling.

Ruby pulled me aside on Wednesday to whisper in my ear that a boy at camp told her he loves her.  Later, in the car she said that Fellow Camper (FC) said that and asked her to dance ("holding my arm like people do when they get married.")  "He says I'm the beautifullest girl he's ever met!" 

I tried to remain in non-judgmental observer mode. "Wow.  So what did you think about that?" And Ruby babbles on for a while.  I try to say that she doesn't have to reciprocate, and that she should be kind, because it would be awful to say that to someone and have them laugh at you or be mean.  I say that no one everhas said that to me, and it certainly didn't happen when I was six-going-on-seven. 

We agreed that they're a bit young to be discussing love.  Maybe, I said, he just meant that he really likes her and wants to be her friend, but he couldn't think of another way to say it.  "He must mean that I'm beautiful on the inside," said Ruby.  "Sure," I said, "because you are."  "Well, replies Ruby, "the outside is just skin and clothes and stuff." "Yeah," I agree, "but you have really nice skin; you're a very pretty girl, too."

Later, I told another mom about it, and she replied that her son and another boy in the class think FC is a big dork.  The next morning, I got to meet FC and his mom in the camp parking lot.  FC does have a bit of a dork aura about him, but I have always liked that.  And, he was also very articulate and cute and sweet to Ruby.  FC's mom said something about having heard all about Ruby from FC, and I replied that I'd heard he gives good compliments.  FC's mom gently explained that FC has a lot of girlfriends, that he seems to prefer to play with girls, and so even if Ruby is the beautifullest, she's not the first.   

With all the sweating, day camp, and romance, this has been one very full week.  I have been going to water aerobics and with friends to Nia (envision low impact aerobics, done barefoot, to world music and with a large helping of New Age mumbo-jumbo on the side).  I went to the back doctor (dull and expected, but depressing news) and to the OB with my preggo friend.  Last night, we hosted a baby shower for another preggo friend, today Ruby and I are going to an event that's part of Worldwide Knit in Public Day, and tonight we are having a couple of little kids over for a sleepover.   It'll be fun, right?

Comments

[Lynne]

Ruby's on to something. Guys with dork auras often make the best long-term prospects. (We should know, right?) ;-)

[Lynne]

And it says something that Karl, instead of using the term "hamburger", had to describe it as a meat thing with two covers.