Well, late Friday afternoon, she decided she needed a break and wanted to come home. Faithful daddy stopped by her dorm on his way home from work to retrieve her. It’s been a little rough getting started in classes, learning to negotiate with roommates, and struggling with not being with The Boyfriend on a daily basis.
The %&$* hit the fan on Friday and she
Been there, done that.
She appeared in the kitchen with a full laundry basket of dirty clothes and her backpack. Got it. Expected that. She then realized she’d brought no underwear for the next day. Guess she packed in a hurry, huh?
Uh. Laundry basket. Full of clothes.
Oh yeah. I can do laundry!
Crisis averted. Whew.
The next two days were spent doing a whole lot of nothing. She did laundry, played with her sisters, joined us for dinner, etc. A nice, quiet weekend. Just what the doctor ordered…for everyone. Except those who were at a soccer tournament but that was not me. This time.
We made plans to return to college today after picking up her roommate who also came home for the weekend. I hopped in the shower to get ready to leave for the day and found….
I had no shampoo and no razor.
Guess coming home from school does not involve packing necessities too. Geesh.
Loaded the car, picked up the The Roommate, and headed into the city. While driving, the three of us older people were chatting while the little ones were in the backseat playing games. They started to play a rhyming game. Let’s rhyme words with duck.
Duck, tuck, suck, yuck….guess what came next?
It was all we could do to not laugh. I didn’t say anything to Anna Grace because she had no idea what she’d said. Plus, they’d moved on to another word.
We reached the dorm, hauled in all the stuff, and promptly sent Katie and her roommate off to get lunch while the girls colored in her room. They made several pictures which are now decorating the refrigerator with the mandatory magnets.
Lunch returned. Coke poured…….and leaked.
I poured my coke into a cup from their cabinet only to find that it was completely cracked. Coke poured from all angles much to the amusement of the girls. Talk about a sticky mess.
But hey, it’s not my house!
Lunch done, I grabbed the little ones to head home. Quick goodbye, see you next weekend for Anna Grace’s birthday party (a month late), and we hit the road.
On the two block drive to the interstate, a man approached the car asking for money to cover a $450 medical co-pay. I told him I could not help. I’m sorry.
Once driving again, Anna Grace said,
“But mommy, you have money in your purse. You just told him a lie.”
I know, I know. But I can’t help everyone on the streets. I have helped others and hope they are passing it along.
But how do I explain that to a six year old?
Such are the adventures we experience when in the Big City with The College Kid. There are more to come, I’m certain.