Expectations

Lunch and snacks are prepared. Fleeces lay on the couch ready to be worn. The car is gassed up. Sunhats and sunscreen are at the ready. Beanies also. It is the Bay Area, after all, and microclimates demand preparation. Alarms are set and everyone is early to bed. 

But the night is a difficult one. 

We can’t go the beach today. 

Why?

Oh, ok. 

Surprisingly, he doesn’t care. I’m more disappointed than he. Who’s behaving like the child now?