Bed Time

Bed time is always interesting. While everyone goes to bed, I can almost guarantee not everyone is staying there.

Tonight was no exception, and the culprit this time was Owen.

With tears in his eyes, he wandered back to the living room.

“What is wrong, Owen?”

In a soft voice, he said, “Mommy, I don’t want to go to college”.

“What are you talking about?”

“When I get big, I don’t want to go to college and leave you.”

Much to his relief, I informed him we have a long while before we have to worry about this.

Only At My House,

Jana

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