{"id":12,"date":"2010-11-06T22:20:28","date_gmt":"2010-11-07T02:20:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=12"},"modified":"2010-11-08T07:58:15","modified_gmt":"2010-11-08T12:58:15","slug":"12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=12","title":{"rendered":"Normalized!"},"content":{"rendered":"

I survived today! <\/strong><\/p>\n

Sanj was away (again) to attend a conference in Texas. \u00a0He actually isn’t away that often, it just happened to be that the two conferences that he had planned to attend fell so close together. \u00a0As he was leaving, he handed me the dread schedule. \u00a0The hockey schedule. \u00a0I was grimacing because his face \u00a0told me it was going to be ugly. \u00a0I looked at the paper, that looked more like a map. \u00a0I felt my heart racing. \u00a0Yet, as I looked at his face, I could see he was trying really hard to make it easy. \u00a0I told him I hated him (but not really, of course) and took a deep breath. \u00a0Hockey. \u00a0It really should have been spelt with only four letters!<\/p>\n

Thankfully, my mom is here so I didn’t have to inflict the pain onto Josh, who hates being at the arenas. \u00a0It was good. \u00a0Max’s game was fun to watch. \u00a0It was all good.<\/p>\n

Anyway, hockey is done for the night. \u00a0I am looking forward to the clock going back. \u00a0An extra hour of sleep! \u00a0I love that. \u00a0Of course with that comes the early darkness. \u00a0It means winter and all that stuff. \u00a0Yet… there is the extra hour of sleep!<\/p>\n

Today, as I was driving back into town for the 4th time to bring Sammy to work, \u00a0I was watching this kid of mine, who spent the afternoon on the ice helping the other teams with their practice. \u00a0He rushed home to shower and was heading back to work. \u00a0Later, he would be off to hockey again to play for Sanj’s team since he was gone. \u00a0I was watching him with pride. \u00a0Sammy usually drives me nuts with all his teenage craziness. \u00a0Yet, there was this child of mine, looking very grown up and so sweet as he was getting himself together for work.<\/p>\n

Then I had a moment… Sammy looked at me and asked, “Mommy, do you think that JimBob and Johnny (made up names of his friends) can go to the concert in Toronto to hear such and such a group?”
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\nWhy did I have a moment? \u00a0Well, here is the thing… it was such a normal <\/em>moment! \u00a0I was taken by the normalness of the question. \u00a0I had such a not normal childhood\/teenage years that it is all I yearn for as a parent… to provide my children with normalness.<\/p>\n

I loved that here was my teenager asking to go to a concert in Toronto and I loved knowing that I would say no. \u00a0I love that it is OK for Sammy to be annoyed, probably argue and all that \u00a0stuff. \u00a0We are just being a normal<\/em> family.<\/p>\n

Do you understand that? \u00a0After years of growing up,\u00a0knowing we were not normal… it is such a gift to be normal!<\/span><\/p>\n

Enjoy your extra hour of sleep!<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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