Tomorrow we take the kids to the Seattle Aquarium, an event we planned a week ago, and which has caused Miles to refer to it as Aquarium Sunday. I hope he realizes we don’t always go to the Aquarium on Sundays. I try to tell him this, and it’s like talking to, well, a 7-year-old.
“We’re going to the Aquarium THIS Sunday.”
“Right, it’s Aquarium Sunday!”
“But we don’t go EVERY Sunday, you get that, right?”
“Right! Just on Aquarium Sunday!”
“You realize there is something called Regular Sunday, right? Without aquariums?”
“But it’s Aquarium Sunday!”
The kid reads at a 5th grade level, but he has trouble with Sundays. We are also apparently going to the zoo every Wednesday. Life gets busier by the day. I’m going to write about the move and how we’re all adjusting (very well and very well!), but it will have to wait until after Miles has seen all the fish.