Song of the day: Teach Your Children - Crosby, Stills and Nash

"Teach your children well,
Their father's hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you'll know by" - Crosby, Stills and Nash

Thursday was another nice day. However, the rain had returned. But that was OK. Really, it was. The negative: I had to pull out all of the rain gear again. The positive: At least we won't have to turn the irrigation system on for a while. I took "The Boy" to school, not his father, this time (which was a relief to him). He chatted up a storm along the way, making up for lost time. I escorted him to the campus and the rest of the morning continued without incident. I had completely forgotten that I had a meeting with one of "The Boy's" school advisors later that afternoon. She was to come to the house sometime around 2:30ish. So I straightened up a bit and did a bit of prep work for our night's dinner.

My husband and I had given "The Boy" strict instructions to make himself scarce when the advisor arrived. I was proud of him. It took all he could to comply; but he managed to do so. He is extremely gregarious. In fact, one of his nicknames is: "Mr. Social". In a casual setting, this is a "nice-to-have" trait. But when it comes to conducting business...the further out of the way he is, the better it is for all involved. One never knows what will come out of his mouth.

The meeting, which was to be a short one, turned out to be few hours long. Aside from business, we had a pleasant time talking about life in general. While I filled out a questionnaire, she examined our wedding portrait and flipped through one of my older Oprah magazines. I like her. I'm comfortable with her; and she is experienced. Having raised an only child herself, she came armed with lots of practical advice. "The Boy" is currently in the third grade, yet she was kind enough to let us know what to expect in the upcoming years. It ain't gonna be pretty and the following years will not be easy. But are they ever? I only hope that I am up for the task. I start to think about a family friend who,at age 45 is expecting her first baby. I was 41 when I had "The Boy". She has been in the hospital for over two weeks, also expecting a boy, and trying to fend off premature labor. So far, everything appears to be going well. At least I'm one up on her. Is she ever in for a surprise! The only thing I can say is this: She had better get all of her rest and relaxation in now!

"And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die"

The meeting concluded with our planning a follow up meeting for the 14th of this month. This one will be a breeze; as I am also comfortable with the panel that I will be meeting with. After she left, "The Boy" reappeared; glad that everything had returned back to normal. "Whew!", he said, "that sure was a long meeting!", followed by a long pause. This was supposed to be my cue to tell him what the meeting had been all about. We didn't discuss it. Really, it was none of his business. He and I then proceeded to have an eyeball to eyeball showdown. When he realized that I wasn't going to be forthcoming with any information, he merrily went on his way. That's why I am the Mama.

The day ended well. No need to bother with the details...Simply read the last 10 posts and repeat.

This morning, on the way to school it was raining and the sun was shining. From experience, I knew that there would be a rainbow somewhere in the vicinity. So,I told "The Boy" to look for the rainbow. He has no clue as to the scientific reason for it. It really doesn't matter. He only knows that whenever his Mom says: "Look for the rainbow", there always is one. We look up and there it was. One of the most beautiful ones I had ever seen. He looks at me in amazement, not believing that his Mom can predict when a rainbow is to appear. With more than a little help from above, I hope we get to see a lot more of them. We're going to need it.

"Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you"