I made way too many chicken nuggets tonight. Two bags of anything is pretty much standard at our house, or it was. Included was some rice to go with it and for some reason multiple kids complimented my broccoli. Coconut oil and salt, I said, that’s all I had done to it. That is the thing next time I’ll make multiple bags of. I would’ve used butter but we didn’t have any in the fridge. Our grocery shopping system is still adjusting with the new fall schedules.

We talked to Ethan on the phone for over an hour tonight, almost an hour and a half. Last night there was a volleyball game, and I was happy. Tonight was more open on all of our parts. Our talking has dwindled more over the past week or so, more like the past two weeks. We’ve texted something almost ever day. This last high school track meet he had texted me asking if I was there and I didn’t even see it until almost an hour later when the meet was already over.

I texted back right away with all the pictures I’d taken. I am not usually a huge meet picture taker, but I am taking more now. There was a part of me that had hoped he would go to UIS and live at home and get a job and coach cross country especially for the freshman boys. He’d run with them before during the junior high practices. They still keep in touch now through their own group chat on Discord. This past Tuesday out at Seward they had to run 20 400’s.

I saw something rather amusing on social media this evening. My sister was on there asking, “Am I the only one that gets sad about all the things I’ll never be able to learn because the human lifespan (and my attention span) isn’t long enough?” Of course I had to call her right away. She was eating supper, and said in my voice I sounded down. I told her I was fine I was just kind of blah and I’d read her post. I told her I’d been going through pretty much the same thing.

The attention span thing isn’t something I’d thought of. But the rest of it, yes. We laughed about these painful ways. And I remembered that I am not the only one of my brothers and sisters who has this. She couldn’t talk long, they were eating their supper. It was almost time for ours too. We’d planned to call after seven but he was still eating by the time we were done. We asked and then we listened, new spikes, more socks, change and times, and I was happy.