What am I willing to do to have a long weekend of bonding with my teenaged boy? Well, let me tell you, it means this mom must immerse herself in sports, sports, and more sports! Graham and I are headed to Chicago for our Spring Break adventure while his sister goes to Florida with her friend’s family. Why did I pick Chicago? Limited time and proximity were two real reasons for selecting the Windy City, but so too was the ability to keep him entertained by going on a sports frenzy. I like sports- I just don’t typically plan a vacation around them.  So, off I go to a Bulls’ game, to a White Sox game, to endless, expensive hours in Nike Town, and all of it will be played out with the goal of securing those moments where he might think I’m a fairly cool mom afterall. Why am I making all the sacrifices and not him? Isn’t it obvious that a mom’s role is to sacrifice? Plus, truly, what are the odds of me ever getting that boy to spend even 10 minutes in Filene’s Basement? Not good!

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