Noah and I really haven’t spent a lot of time together this week. It has been mostly in the car shuttling from home to school to church and back home again at the end of the day.
Thursday marked the end of the evening session of Vacation Bible School. We spent the week being fed by the wonderful volunteers in the kitchen. Mealtime was fun to dine with the same folks each night. A couple of the families were the dad’s and their children.
Noah seemed to notice Thursday night that he and I hadn’t spent a lot of time together this week. He didn’t want to go to bed. He wanted to hang out with me.
Or he wanted to see the Heat and Thunder play in the NBA finals. If this was the World Series, I’d let Noah stay up to watch the end, but not the NBA Finals.
I don’t want child protective services to be called on my parenting abilities.