Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Trashy Shorts: He's Actually Got a Point

The other morning, my boys and I were running a bit late and were leaving the house in a frenzy.

“We’ve got to go!” I shouted, rushing around the kitchen, popping the lid onto my coffee mug and grabbing the boys’ lunch boxes.  “Big Bubba will be late for school!”

I entered the living room, where my 6-year-old son was reclining on the couch, popping raisins while watching Umizoomi.  He leisurely looked up at me.  “Oh, that’s okay, Mom.  I don’t mind.  The later we are, the less time I have to be there.”

Holy shit, if that isn’t the exact same conversation I have with his dad every Sunday before church…

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