We had a lazy weekend around these parts. I ran some errands...grocery store, crickets, Lowe's, birthday shopping for my Chip. But there was ALOT of downtime. We played lots of cards, watched a movie, cooked some meals, bird watched…basic hanging around.
This morning at 7:35 a.m. Chip is laying in the floor of my office talking about how unprepared his theatre group is for their performance today. He is dreading it. Then he says as if a light bulb went off in his head "Oh, I need to wear khaki pants tomorrow for Athletics."
Me: "Can you wear your khaki shorts?"
Chip: "No. It has to be pants?"
Me: "Can you wear your black dress pants?"
Chip: "No, mom. It has to be khaki pants."
Me: "Well, you don't own a pair of khaki pants."
Chip: "I don't?"
Me: "No. Do you ever remember wearing khaki pants?"
Chip: "No, I guess not."
Me: "I sure wish you would have told me that this weekend, when we had some free time."
Chip: "Oh. Well, I just remembered. We can go after school."
Me: "You have practice after school."
Chip: "Can you go?"
This entire situation does not surprise me at all. In fact, I am going to count my lucky stars that is isn't Tuesday morning at 7:35 when he tells me he needs the pants.