Friday was Domino's pizza day at school. We forgot and packed lunches that morning. The only time my kids get (or want) school lunch is when the Domino's comes.
Apparently as soon as Payton walked in the school doors he remembered. Because when I returned home the phone was ringing and Payton was on the other line. Quietly, "Mom it's Domino's today. Can you bring some money?" I hesitantly told him no, because I knew there were probably watery red eyes on the other end of the line. I told him he'd be okay. And told myself he'd be fine, he just needs to tough through it.
20 minutes later I got soft. And hopped in the car with lunch money in hand. Because, seriously, they look forward to this day all month long.
Scott says I caved.
But Valerie (who is a mother of 4 boys) says via my facebook status, "Caving is always on the good list. Would you rather be right or have Payton's love and devotion?" I do like being right. But I also know that she has her boys' love and devotion, well into their adult years.
When I dropped off the money I told the office assistant, "I sure hope my kids love me."
At the end of the day, Payton came happily skipping down the hill and ran into my arms, "thank you so much for the pizza!!!!" And at home he pulled this out of his backpack:
I guess he does love me.
