Like Learning to Ride a Bike

This Labor Day weekend has been stressful.  Not because I had to work while everyone was off sunbathing by the lake but because I was off and decided to tackle a project that I really didn’t want to do.

That project?  Re-teaching my 8 year old son how to ride his bike.   Sounds easy because re-teaching should just take a gentle nudge, an encouraging word or a trip down memory lane to recollect about how he rode his bike last summer.  As a matter of fact, he rode his bike just two weeks ago.  But, two weeks ago he also fell off his bike (in the grass so don’t shed too many tears) and that led to the drama that we have experienced over the holiday.

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The Temporary Empty Nest

This week was Spring Break in our neck of the woods.  It’s wonderful that my son got to spend the week with his grandparents.  He had a blast and I can’t wait to see him later this afternoon.

On paper, this would have been a working mother’s dream!  No kid activities after work.  No guilt when you stay at the office just a bit longer to finish a report.  Date nights with your husband.

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