January 10, 2011
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…grown-up conversations with my mom…
so, right now we’ve got about 7″ of snow on the ground here. this makes two snowfalls already this winter, which is practically unheard of for us. the last snow we had didn’t stick and make the town pretty, it just got sludgy and gross. but this morning? a gorgeous, pristine blanket of snow covered everything, just begging to be explored! i headed over to my folks house with my camera and the first thing i heard from my mom was that my dad was in the garage, waxing the runners on my old flexi flyer sled. how many 63-year-old dads do you know who are out there waxing the runners on a sled in preparation for their own sledding adventures? i’m glad my dad is among them
anyway, since i’ve been sick, i made a regretful remark about the fact that i would have to limit my snow day fun. my mom responded, “well, you probably shouldn’t go out at all.”
to which i replied, “pffft.”
there was a definite pause, during which we both considered our next replies. mom said, “i know. but it seemed like something a mom should say.”
and i asked, “okay. feel better?”
she smiled, “yep. good to go.”
i’m glad we came to that understanding.
