Now for the "abundance" part

Just got back from a weekend trip to visit N1S (number one son) for Parent's Weekend and am exhausted.  Just FYI, N1S is attending a boarding academy for his high school years (prep/religious not military/correctional--not that there's anything wrong with that if that's your thing...).  This is a relatively new thing for us and the hellos are still awesome and the goodbyes are all sorts of wrongs.  We're hoping for maturation past that teary-goodbye stage.  For us.  Not him. He's absolutely okay with the whole away-from-home-adventureness of it all.

Anyway.  Meetings, performances, parent-teacher conferences, getting to know people, and then packing him up to get on a bus for home leave.  For a mission trip--not home. *sigh*  He'll be home in a few days.

So--about boys.  And their dens--er--dorms.  Everything is neat and clean, bright and shiny, but the whole place still manages to smell like

and

With a top note of

I helped him pack and clean up his room a bit.  When I was done, things were a little neater, less dusty, and now had an overlay of scent-o-lysol; but it made me feel better.

God bless all the stinky boys everywhere; and may we savor each moment with them, for they grow up too fast.

Tomorrow, back with simplifying all of Zederhaus.  Beginning with the medicine cupboard.