(Last night at the Parents Meeting, school administrators warned us that we would at some point feel dismissed by our children. Herewith, my day.)
(Sitting in lobby of school "hotel" waiting for Snowman to meet me for lunch. He is late. I call #1 Son.)
#1 Son: Good to hear from you. I’m having lunch with friends, so I have to get back. Bye!
(Lunch has ended. No sign of Snowman. I walk to dorm to drop off purchases from school store.)
Snowman: I didn’t see you at the cafeteria.
Songbird: I thought we agreed to meet in the lobby. I sat there for over an hour.
Snowman: Oh. I met some friends and went in, and then I played ping-pong.
Songbird: I turned down an invitation to eat with some other moms.
Snowman: If other moms invite you, you should go.
Songbird: But I thought we had plans!
(Outside Music Majors meeting an hour later.)
Songbird: Want to meet for dinner?
Snowman: Oh. Um. Okay.
(Snowman’s eyes: Please get an invitation from other mothers.)
(In which our heroine calls home, feeling mildly dejected, hoping to hear from The Princess after her first full day of school. Pure Luck hears her coming up the walk and puts her on the phone.)
Songbird: Hi, honey! It’s good to hear your voice!!
The Princess: Oh, hi. Mom, my friends are outside, and I’m going to 7-11. Bye!