The forgiving season

Mary has been away at one of those professional training things since Friday (the 11th) and it’s not going so badly here, considering. Lilly got a little querulous a couple of times in the first 48 hours, but seems to believe me when I tell her Mom’s return is closer and closer. I think six months ago she would have been inconsolable; there’s been some growth going on.

I’ve had an interesting logistical challenge in getting both of them to their appointed activities at 8 am and retrieving them both at 5 pm. I’ve been enforcing punctuality for Laura’s dropoff in the morning, so that I can get Lilly in before 8:30. Being late is OK with her because she doesn’t like the breakfast they serve at her summer camp anyway, but I want her to get at least some of her RDA of runaround time in. In the afternoon I’ve reversed the order and picked up Lilly around 4 and got to Laura just a little before 5.

It would be a lot harder to pull this off during the school year, when adults seem to get all picky about kids showing up on time for things. Summer is the forgiving season.