...team work

Even though it's after midnight, I'm writing this as if it were still Friday.

Ben, finished up Bible camp..an amazing experience for him, me as well.

The day progressed with heat and boredom, Ben and I went down to the basement to find Jack's "uber" ping pong paddle he bought in high school. For anyone who has been in my basement, no easy feat. We eventually found it in the box of all his baseball gloves from his Little League days. Ben thought the paddle was way too cool. We cleared off the kitchen table and started playing...table too short. After a few minutes, he concocted an idea of using a net from a smaller game system he owns setting it up with magnets to hold up the net. I then cleared off my kitchen island. His friends came over and they played. I've got pages of their tournaments taped to my fridge. When they took a break, I drove them to Dairy Queen for a treat. I ran into a friend who was picking up an ice-cream cake for her son's b-day party. All I'm thinking is, wow..she's organized. I thought his party was on Saturday. I called another mom this evening on a different matter, she heard Ben's voice in the background, asked me who that was. I said Ben...she said, why isn't he at the birthday party. I messed up.

I called Ben in, we scrambled for clothes, sleeping bag, swimsuit, towel and toothbrush and toothpaste...really...what are the chances he will brush this evening, let alone tomorrow morning.
We left our house lickety split...on the drive over Ben said to me, Mom we are good teamwork together...I can't argue with that.