It was zoo field trip day for Stone and he already did not want me to go with him. I just didn't want him going somewhere so busy with just anyone's supervision so I signed up to chaperone against his wishes. He has been going through this little stage where he is all about his friends and won't hug or kiss me at school in front of them. Almost like he is embarrassed of me. Now at home it's a different story, he is all over me laying in my lap for hours and smooching on me every chance he gets and cries if Sam has been with me longer than him. This is probably how it is going to be with him I guess. More than likely this is NOT a stage or faze. Sad but true. I've heard that you are who you are going to be by the time you turn 6 years old.
Anyway, this morning after Stone fussing about how he didn't want me to wear what I had on or if I did wear it he wanted me to keep my jacket on, (Ugh! How hurtful...he's 7) I drove to the zoo to meet the buses there and got pulled over by Fort Worth Police. 75 in a 60. I really don't think I was speeding. I mean, I was distracted with my thoughts of my child being a mean spirited little punk this morning, but there were so many vehicles around me traveling in this little pack and he was even pulling people over WHILE I was sitting there on the side of the road waiting for my ticket. I cried because of the morning with Stone and even told the policeman about it. He asked me how old Stone was and gave me an "Awe" face. Then he gave me the ticket.
The zoo was OK. Hot, but OK. (been there 100 times since moving here) Turns out because of the fantastic turnout of chaperone volunteers and small classrooms I only had one other student other than my own. They had the best time together and now that I am more aware of Stone's feelings of wanting to be independant I just sort of hung back.
They mapped their route before we entered. Yeah, we stuck to that!
Lunch time with the rest of the buddies from Mrs. Thompson's class. What a fun bunch!
He really is something special. I just wish I could slow this process of growing up down just a touch.
Tomorrow there is a backyard campout at our house.
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