Usually there's little difference between my husband's Puerto Rican outlook and my European perspective. We're both American. We enjoy each other's cuisine. Then my husband will surprise me with what seems to me the most random laughter followed by "Honey, you're so white."
That happened yesterday when I asked him if we can have a quick meeting with his mom, and maybe his dad, before the kids arrive for their month with us. Since my husband & I both work, the kids will be spending most of the mornings with my husband's parents. I've been gathering ideas, info on hours & admission prices at museums that the kids like; free concerts and family festivals; etc.
What a novelty in Hispanic culture--a sit-down meeting about the summer plans! His laughter increased when I told him I have a binder of info for his mom to go with it! It contains coupons, restaurant clubs, my art museum member card, etc.
I have to admit, I've never been quite this organized myself before. Usually I'm much more spontaneous. Perehaps my level of juvenile nervousness about having a houseful of kids for 4+ weeks is making me obsess just a little. More.
Well, what's the downside? It's really just about getting my thoughts together. It doesn't matter if the kids end up doing the activities that I've gathered in the binder. After all, my husband is right. I'm so white.
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