It is a family tradition that when we eat dinner, the three of us as our little family, we share the best thing that happened to us during the day. I feel it is a way to start positive conversations, and give each other a glimpse of how our days went.
Last night, Hubba-hubba told us that he had a fun time at lunch because he met a friend he hadn't seen in a long time, and it gave them a chance to talk and catch up.
From stage left, a little voice pipes up, with timing worthy of the greatest comedian and says, "Boooo-riiiing."
Hello young child who cannot even tie his own shoe, how did you go from five to fifteen in a matter of three seconds? When did this jaded world view become yours?
We've got a looooong road ahead of us, don't we?