So the blog is neglected. Woefully neglected. I owe Murray a “happy graduation” post, and I could write reams and reams about how Simon is “going through a stage” (dear God, don’t let it be permanent!), but instead I will throw out this little exchange that took place in our hotel in Blacksburg over the weekend.
Simon: Mommy, when will I be 60?
Kate:Not for a very long time, Simon.
Simon: <thinks for a moment > – Mommy, I will miss you when I’m 60.
Proof positive that he has a long term plan. . .