Kool Aid Club

Jackson came to the car with his shoulders slummed and head down the other day.  He was disappointed that he wasn't part of Prince's "kool aid club."  Supposedly he didn't pass the test.  A few minutes later Leighton got in the van with Prince.  The club expectations were explained a little further and I piped in with my opinion.  Leighton wasn't near as bothered as Jackson.  When we got home I asked Leighton if he was a part of the club and he said, "Mom, when Jackson and I enter those gates, we go our separate ways.  We don't do much together at school.  But when we come home, we are the best of friends.  Don't worry.  We have each others backs."

I was surprised at his response but relieved at the same time.  I am glad they have their individual place at school and feel unique then can still be best friends and look out for each other.  Lately, Leighton is Mr. Politician and Jackson is Mr. Cool.  I really don't want them to be part of any club so hopefully that idea has subsided.

In other news, my friend Kristine sent this text to me today after she walked the JAWS track at school with Boston: "I had a great conversation with Boston today.  He told me about his 9 girlfriends.  He then told me he had to dump one because she wasn't hot enough.  Her name was Taylor Swift." Boston is giving me a run for my money as the club he belongs to is his own fan club :}  He's Mr. Casanova.  Please join me in keeping him humble.