One of the first things Kirk said to Rip this morning was “So, how was the potluck?” Rip said, rather weakly “OK.” Then he continued with: “Well, I really don’t remember it.” And he kind of looked to me for some help. I broke the news to him that he feel asleep on the way there so we actually didn’t make it to the potluck. He was amazingly OK with it. Once again, I need to have more faith in my kids being able to handle things.
December 11, 2009
December 12, 2009 at 6:38 pm
Perfection.