Today is the last day I get him all to myself.
Tomorrow is Violet’s first day of summer vacation. Â In the fall Graham will start kindergarten.
The girl sometimes expresses dismay that her brother gets to stay home with me while she has to go to school. Â I tell her that she had me all to herself for two whole years before Graham was born; now it’s his turn to have just a few hours a day with my complete attention. Â Except it is so rarely complete attention, right? Â I could sit here and throw myself into a tizzy of regret thinking about all the times I was distracted, grouchy, impatient, tired, unhelpful and short-tempered with him. Â Or I could just feel supremely grateful for the past two years, go out right now and spoil him rotten on our last day alone together. Â Yeah. Â That’s what I’m going to do.
Everything is about to change. Â Again.