This morning Max asked me for $5. He said that "all the kids" bring $5 and that they take the money and "hang out."
Umm, hang out? Where? During which activity? All the while I'm frantically thinking "what kids hang out? where? What sort of supervision? WHat's going on here?!?!"
THen he goes: "Kidding! I'm kidding! I only mean that some kids bring some money for snacks and could I do that?"
Wait, wait, WAIT! Kidding?!? I knew about the snacks, they told us that some kids bring money for snacks @ the vending machine... but I figured I'd send one along with him. I actually packed yummy peanut butter crackers in his backpack today.
But I was so relieved, and at that point SO recognized that he's really getting older, and that giving him a dollar or two to get a snack is a kinda cool treat. Plus I grew up with parents who always gave me the "healthy" snack & I always coveted everybody elses.. and now LIVE for Lucky Charms cereal... so... I figure it's won't kill him every once in a while. (Plus the kid never sits still - his weight maintains itself.)
AND I was so releived that he actually WASN'T going to "hang out." I asked him why he thought of that to say to me & he said he thought I wouldn't let him get a snack... so he phrased it like that. If he only knew what sort of images the term 'hanging out" conjurs with me. I was a teenager! I know!
I'm not ready for this "hanging out" stuff. I'd much rather keep him stuffed with snacks....