“Mom, come quick!” Susan yelled inside the front door. “You’ve got to see this.”
I ran outside and Susan pointed to base of the small tree in our front yard.
“Slugs! I’ve seen snails and ant colonies before. But I’ve never seen slugs in Bahrain.”
Only six days before the official, last day of school. This week is an endless schedule of packing and good-bye parties. Next weekend, the airport will be buzzing as the summer exodus reaches its climax. And although our plane is reportedly transporting us to summer vacation, according to my calendar, July 28th is our only, unscheduled day.
This morning I woke up to a text message suggesting a boy-inspired, spontaneous day at the water park. I declined. Today is Friday, the first day of summer, the eve of the super moon, and a day of rest.
Today is slugfest.
Tales of Dragons, Rabbits and Roosters 