Spring break

D is home from college this week because it’s his spring break week. (J’s high school spring break is next week. It’s a good thing we weren’t making big vacation plans!)

The funny thing about a* college kid coming home for spring break is that he thinks everybody is on spring break.

At 11:00, as Jim and I head up to bed for a 5:30 a.m. wake-up:
“Why are you going to bed? It’s spring break!”

In the morning, noticing his brother isn’t at home:
“Where’s J?”
I answer, “He’s at school.”
D: “But it’s spring break!”

When I ask him how it’s possible he could sleep until 1:00 p.m.
“It’s spring break!”

On any issue I say “no” to:
“Come on, live it up! It’s spring break!”

On my comment regarding the fact that he’s on spring break not meaning that everyone else’s life is on break:
“What do you MEAN?? It’s spring break!”

It’s a good thing he’s charming.

*Okay, maybe it’s just MY college kid.