Just about every afternoon when he walks in from an exhausting school day, fresh off the bus, my younger son has one question for me:
“What did you get done today, Mom?”
He’s not being sweet by asking this, by the way. It’s not that he cares one bit about my day. I think he’s had a little too much one-on-one time with his father, who always has wondered what I do all day as a stay-at-home mom.
Do you really want to know what I try to accomplish every single day while you’re at school, my beloved high school sophomore?
I spend hours thinking of ways to get you to stop hiding from me when I’m trying to take your picture. Please start cooperating, so I can get something else done!