Always ask.

Last night my son informed me that he would be leaving at 7:30, in the morning, to scrimmage another team. My husband suggested we go to Waffle House to eat breakfast before he leaves. It sounded like a great idea to me; however, my son did not really seem too crazy about the idea. Anyway, I set the alarm to wake me and my husband, just in case. Well.... at 6:40am my son came into our bedroom to ask if we were getting up to go eat. I responded that the alarm had just gone off and we were getting up. HELLO! Thank goodness I set the alarm. Thank goodness for the "just in case stuff". Thank goodness he really wanted to go. We ate. I was nervous about him being late for the bus. He ate as slow as ever. My husband chuckled at my worrying. A few football tales were exchanged. I enjoyed looking at our young fellow across the table with his wet hair, half opened eyes from sleep, and the deliberate process he takes to eat a meal. With a "to go" cup of sweet tea, he pulled out of the parking lot to head for the school. The time was 7:25am. After my husband and me finished our meal we drove past the school and saw our son stepping onto the bus. A Texas melt patty, hashbrowns, and sweet tea. A hot, summer, Saturday morning. A yellow school bus pulling out of the parking lot. 20 minutes spent with our son. 20 minutes listening to his slow conversation. Worth every second. Worth every minute. I am so glad my husband mentioned the Waffle House thing. So glad he spoke up. So glad he asked. It never hurts to ask. Always. Ask.