We had parent-teacher conferences this morning, which meant getting up at 6:15 am for the before-school meetings. I was cranky from the early hour and anticipating a longish day because of some work deadlines. As we sat in the classroom with Jack’s teacher, a book caught my eye: The Retired Kid. The title and cover art were very soothing.
Between conferences I thumbed through the book. It is about a kid who is not happy about all the work at school, after-school chores and homework, so his parents send him to live with his retired grandparents in Florida. At first, life is fun, but the routine of shuffleboard, yoga and early meals soon becomes boring, and the boy eagerly returns to his life. I’m with the boy, but in the early morning the initial promise of the book felt like a nice warm blanket.