This morning I went and bought my own Mother's Day gift. I jokingly told The Husband that he should buy me a wallet for Mother's Day and when he agreed, well, I went and bought my own Mother's Day present. He doesn't understand why this pisses me off but, in all less-evolved manner of thinking, yes, it pisses me off. Oh well, since he was buying I bought my self a whole (but very little) Coach bag.

The Son had a baseball game today and did really great. We've been really talking about needing to learn social skills and having group interactions and why team sports are so important. After we got home, it was a beautiful day and we really wanted the kids to go outside. The Daughter found a friend but The Son was all alone in the backyard. I went and told him that I really wanted him to come out and play with the kids on the street. His two friends were across the street playing cards... he came out front but wouldn't go up to them. I finally convinced him to go ask what they were doing... he did.. they were playing YuGiOh which he doesn't do. He brought out his box of Pokemon cards and sat on the edge of the sidewalk. The two other boys across the street on the sidewalk. I finally bet him $5... actually, no, I bribed him. I told him if he'd walk over there and ask them if they wanted to play with him, I'd give him $5. This didn't work until like the 50th time I said it... I watched him walk over, circle around them then lean over and ask... and they shot him down :( I felt horrible but, moreover, he felt horrible. He almost hid in the garage, his eyes were tearing up. He's such a sensitive kid and it's super difficult for him to sorta open up. I always wonder whether I've done something terribly wrong, been a horrible parent, favored his sister, worked too much, was I emotionally supportive... and on and on the myriad of things I can think of that I could have done "wrong." I'm sure I've done all of those things at one moment or another in my parenting career. In the end, I took a gamble... I had a brilliant idea... we jumped on our bikes and rode over to The Son's friend's house in another neighborhood. When we got there the friend was already outside but it looked like they were having a big party at his house. The Son wouldn't even say hello.. he was freaked.. and this is like his really good friend. I told him he had to let the friend know he was there and ask him if he wanted to come over and play... it was super hard for him but he did it... the friend ran away and came back with his mom... and then we left and came back here. It turned out to be a wonderful afternoon. The kids all played, we invited the friend to have dinner with us which totally made The Son happy. The boys included The Daughter in all of their play which was amazing... and then The Son went to the friend's house for a sleepover.

I leave in the morning for Seattle. Am thinking of trying to do solo practice tomorrow afternoon at the hotel... and make David's in the morning on Monday. I was trying to find a studio that offered ashtanga in Bellevue but couldn't find one.

Time to pack...