I was late overall, and just in time for Son#2's art exhibit.
Then he got upset as I had to go to Son#1's art exhibit, resulting in me being far too late for Son#1.
Son#1 upset and angry - and quite rightly so - but I was there for the flashmob and the cool moves on the school's playground.
He loves people but also enjoys solitude.
His mother's child.
In fact, he comes from a long line of Lone Rangers on my side of the family.
A rainy weekend lies ahead, passport applications and packing packing and more packing.
But all is well, we're together and calm and at peace.
Tomorrow we might even do Amsterdam.
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